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#shownu smut
imkyuni · 1 month
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context: dry humping on your boyf turns into sex… idk, imma go straight to the warnings. warnings: pet name (baby), p in v (with protection, ofc), a little fingering, overstimulation, nipple licking / sucking (he to you), as usual he's a tease. also kinda rough sex. word count: 1.5k
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“i need you to ride my cock, baby.” he said as you continued grinding your wet pussy against his still clothed crotch. your lips, that were kissing and sucking on his neck, formed a smile as he said those words. your ego rising a bit as you felt him getting harder underneath you. his hands held your hips tight as he groaned against your ear, making shivers go down your spine.
“don't make me repeat myself.” he said in a more serious tone than before, as he started to get more and more impatient. you just nodded,
not making him wait another second, you moved away from his lap for a bit, giving enough space for him to take his boxers off of the way. his hard cock falling on his tummy as it was released from the annoying fabric that covered it.
you licked your lips unconsciously as you stared at his dick; his veins marking along his shaft, precum leaking from his thick tip. but as much as he enjoyed the attention he was getting, he couldn't help but want to feel your tightness around him already.
palming his thigh, he invited you to straddle him once again. your legs resting at both his sides and your hands holding onto his shoulders. your wet pussy slightly rubbing with his dick, making you let out a small moan from the friction, your cheeks heating up.
“always ready for me, aren't you?” he teased as he grabbed your hips, your juices making it easier for him to slide his dick in between your folds. as his tip hit softly with your clit, you felt yourself getting wetter and at the same time, eager to feel him inside of you already. “does it feel good, love?” he asked, his voice becoming a bit soft now. you hummed as you closed your eyes and began to move a bit faster. “fuck, baby.” he cursed before biting his lip; “needy, are we?” he teased once again, as he moved his hands from your hips to your boobs, squeezing them in his hands as he kissed your neck. leaving warm and sloppy kisses against your delicate skin at the same time he pinched your nipples in his fingers, causing your back to arch and stopping your moves for a second for the sudden action.
“you liked that?” he asked as soon as you two made eye contact.
“maybe.” you said timidly as you felt your pussy clenching, your juices almost soaking his dick underneath you.
“i see.” he said, “take off your shirt.” he commanded, giving you enough space to do as he said before grabbing your breasts in his hands once again, massaging them and circling his fingers around your nipples, feeling them hardening up as he did so. “is this okay?” he asked as he stared up at you. you nodded, moving your hands from his shoulders to the nape of his neck as you started playing with his hair. at the same time you started moving your hips back and forth again on his cock, causing the both of you to moan in unison. he then brought his mouth closer to your boobs, carefully licking one of them with his tongue, wetting your nipple as he did so. the warmness of his mouth making you curse under your breath as you arched your back to get closer to him with the intention to feel him even more. a new wave of pleasure running through your veins as he moaned against the delicate skin of your chest, his lips sucking and slightly biting making you close your eyes at the overstimulation. your hips moving as fast as they could as you craved for more.
“please make me cum.” you whined as you made him look up at you, “please.” you repeated, as you felt more and more eager as the seconds passed by. “fuck me.”
“just because you asked so nicely.” he said before holding your waist to help you rest your back on the bed. he spread your legs and caressed your thighs as got himself in between them. leaning towards his nightstand to grab a condom and sliding it down his shaft quickly before he teased your pussy with his tip, using your juices to lube himself. he rested his hands on your knees as he shoved his dick deep inside you, letting out a loud groan as he felt how tight you were. he waited a couple of seconds before starting to thrust back and forth into you, as usual going slowly at first.
“harder.” you whined, “you don't have to be gente, i can take it.” he nodded, lifting your legs up and resting them on your stomach, allowing himself to go even deeper. he held onto your legs and let himself get lost in you, pounding his hips roughly into you. the sound of his skin hitting against yours filling the room, along with the moans that left your lips, his head going fuzzy as he fucked you harder. groans leaving from him as well as every time he reached that sweet spot inside you, you clenched tightly around his dick.
“feels so fucking good.” he moaned as he tried not to close his eyes and look at you instead. he smiled to himself as he saw your face; your eyes closed as your head fell back against the pillows, your brows slightly furrowed from the amount of pleasure. biting your lower lip in an attempt to keep your moans back a little yet, some managed to escape from your throat as you couldn't help yourself from enjoying the way your boyfriend fucked you.
he parted your legs open again as he wanted to stimulate you a bit more, guiding his thumb to your already swollen clit, he started circling it around it as he continued thrusting his hips roughly into you. the overstimulation started to build up in your body and caused your legs to shake. but he kept you in place with his free hand, holding your waist tightly.
“wrap your legs around me, baby.” he suggested and you did, now holding him even closer to you. “good girl.” he said as he lowered his body onto yours and captured one of your boobs in his mouth again, licking and sucking on your nipple slowly, softly moaning against it.
“fuck.” you said to yourself as you felt a tickling building up in your body, your back arching as he continued to give you pleasure. “mmm, i'm close.”
“cum for me then.” he groaned against your skin, his lips brushing against your nipple and causing you to shiver underneath him. he then moved his mouth from your chest and up to your neck, sucking into it softly as he reached your chin, kissing it too.
you cupped his face in your hands as you wanted to feel his lips against your own already. you stared at them, the way they looked just so.. tentative. so soft yet so sexy and a little wet, a little swollen. not waiting another second, you connected your lips with his; taking the lead in a slow and erotic kiss, moaning in between as your tongue played along with his. at the same time, he could feel his cock throbbing inside of you as your walls clenched hard around his length; cursing against his lips as you both reached the edge.
his hips moved slower and slower until they completely stopped. he broke the kiss to let the both of you catch your breath again. he held your legs in his arms before resting them carefully on the bed, pulling out of you right after.
“how you feeling?” he asked as he recovered completely from his climax. you showed him a thumb up with your eyes closed, making him chuckle. he got up just to trash the condom he was wearing before going back to bed next to you. “you know we should probably clean up…”
“i can't move.” you said.
“are you sore?” he asked, as he got up a bit, reaching your legs and parting them open as he got between them. his breath hitting with your skin.
“what are you doing?” you asked, opening your eyes to look at him as you felt like your body couldn't take another stimulus.
“just wanted to give you a massage, that's all.” he said innocently before pressing a kiss on your leg. “i’m sure you'll like it.” he added as he started leaving a track of kisses all along your inner thigh, slowly reaching your pussy. “you can always tell me to stop, though.” he teased as he looked at you, waiting for a response.
your pussy already getting wet as he spoke, his tongue barely brushing with your pussy lips as he continued tempting you. your hips moving unconsciously towards him as you tried to get more of him.
“you’re such a…” you started but gave up mid sentence as he slid his fingers through your folds.
“sorry, what were you saying?”
“nothing, just…” you cursed, “don’t stop.”
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neo-percs · 6 months
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DADDY KINK:: ( day 5 )
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WARNING:: daddy kink, unprotected sex, marking, biting.
SUMMARY:: in which you accidentally let the words slip in the middle of having sex with kyun, expecting him to be taken aback it was the complete opposite.
WORD COUNT:: 624
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You felt full, you had been on your third round sex with Changkyun with you thighs pressed against your chest, with a tight grip on the back of your thighs thrusting into you kyun felt so deep inside you it clouded his minds as he lets your moans and whimpers cloud his mind for hours. "Please- it feels so good" you moan as your death grip on the bed sheets had turn your knuckles pale.
"Yeah? It feels good? Tell me how you feel" he groans as his thrusts pick up inside you, the words had been practically caught in your throat as you let your eyes roll back in pure bliss not even realizing what you were babbling on about. "It feels so deep, please don't stop daddy- please" you choke out but once you felt his thrusts become more shallow you whine as your hands cling desperately at his shoulders, your nails dig into his skin leaving red crescent shaped indents in your wake.
"Say it again" he mumbled as he pulls your legs down over his thighs, your fries furrow in confusion "say what?" You ask oblivious to your previous outburst. "Say what you just said again" he repeats being more clear and obvious, he lets himself lean over top of you kissing your at the supples and unmarked skin on your neck, leaving behind red marks in the shape of his teeth and blossoming bruises in odd shapes.
Your breath caught in your throat as he kisses gently against your sweet spot your fingers trail into his hair you moan weakly as you realized the words that slipped from your mouth. His thrusts become more harsh "please don't stop daddy- it's so good" you gasp as your back arched against his bare chest. Changkyun's fingers dig into the fat of your thigh as presses you against the sheets pounding into you deeper you feel your jaw slack open and the utter pleasure.
"I'm close" you moan loudly not caring if your neighbors heard you— hell you don't care if people 10 blocks away heard, you were so immersed into the situation that the feeling in the pit of your stomach would snap at any moment. "Cum for me go ahead I got you" he whispered into your neck still high off the words that had reached his ears he was driving into you hard almost eager to make you cum.
Your legs shake as you whimper out a broken version of his name your back once again arching off the sheets as you open your mouth a silent scream begging to ripple through the walls as you cum. The feeling of you finishing around him has Kyun almost needy to finish your fingers gripping onto his black hair he thrusts once more before he spills inside you with a groan.
Waiting until you had both caught your breath Changkyun pulled out and rolled to the other side of the bed letting sweat roll down his temple he tips his head to see you practically tuckered out "daddy?" He asks with a huff of laughter you only shuffle away in embarrassment "shut up" you cover your face as it feels like your face is on fire. Pull your hands away from your face "it's okay, I liked" he says wrapping your arms around his arms around you leaning in close you close the distance delivering a kiss to his soft lips "it was so sudden I didn't even realize" you laugh against his lips.
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muselin · 7 months
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Hi Muse! what are your thoughts on sleepy sex with monstax for the wildcards? Shownu is just so warm n safe to me, and I'd love to wake up next to him. And im curious about joking around and being really lovey with minhyuk or Jooheon.
in you take this request, thank you in advance!
Monsta X Sleepy Morning Sex Wildcards
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Who: Monsta X x reader
What: smut 🔞⛔️ morning sex, mild somnophilia (implied), implied consent in context of established relationships, g.n reader, reader has breasts and a vagina
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Shownu
"I'm hornyyyy," you whined at him, nudging him with your elbow.
"I'm not stopping you, I'm just really tired," Hyunwoo mumbled into his pillow.
"So are you saying that I can just help myself?"
If he had cracked open his eyes he would have seen your cheeky smile.
"Go to town, baby."
You saw the corners of his lips, puffy from sleep, curl up above the line where his face was smushed into his pillow.
He didn't help you, teasing you in his own way as he knew how big he was and how hard to maneuver for you. But you succeeded in pushing him onto his back and ducked under the sheets, a deep hum bubbling up from him a second later when he felt your tongue on his cock as it was already hard and a little sensitive the way it could be in the morning. You were impatient, sucking him briefly before you re-emerged from the covers, letting them pool around your hips as you sat astride Hyunwoo's lap and guided his stiff length into you.
He opened his eyes then, a louder groan reverberating in your chest. He watched you work your hips on him, his hands caressing your skin unhirriedly. Your pace quickened and you thrust down on him harder, your own moans rising in pitch as he pressed right against the spot you needed him most. One of his hands moved to lace his fingers with yours while the other went to your clit, making your trip to a morning orgasm that much shorter and making Hyunwoo smile sleepily at how you sounded more desperate by the minute.
"Oh fuck, almost--" you panted but in that moment strong hands gripped your shoulders and brought your body flush against Hyunwoo's chest. Fingers snaked into your hair and brought your face down for him to kiss you hungrily, driving deep into you from below.
Minhyuk
The feeling of something hard poking insistently at your behind coupled with sweltering heat woke you from your deep sleep.
"Really?" You groaned, "can't you wait a little?"
"But you promised!" Minhyuk whined in your ear, his husky voice tickling at your neck.
"Promised what?"
"That we'd do it at least three more times before I had to leave. We're two behind," he stated, grinding his morning wood against your ass for emphasis.
"We have all day, please just let me sleep," you mumbled and tried to pull away from him to escape his heat. You expected more complaining but the silence went on a little too long which was usually not a good sign.
"Min?" You turned to find him propped on his side, looking at you.
"You're gonna make me lose to Changkyun?"
You shoved Minhyuk back with a yelp.
"That's what this is about?? Not because you're going to miss me??"
Laughter filled your bedroom even as Minhyuk grabbed you and made you straddle him. "Well, it's also because I actually really, really want to be inside you," he looked up at you through heavy lashes, his erection pressing into you from below and his grip tightening on your arms.
You met his gaze as you bit your lip and pulled down the sheet separating your naked bodies. You placed his cock right in between the lips of your pussy which was quickly getting slicker with the promise of at least two more rounds in bed with him. You felt him throb against you and you angled your hips, making the head of his cock catch against your opening.
"How long are you going to tease me," he challenged.
"As long as it takes for you to say you're sorry for turning this into a silly competition--fuck!!"
Before you could even finish your sentence Minhyuk had sat up, grabbed your waist and pulled you down hard, forcing you to split open around his hard length.
"Sorry..."
Kihyun
The light touch of fingers on your cheek woke you from your light morning dozing. Your eyelashes fluttered lightly, heavy eyelids lifting to see depths of dark brown looking back at you. Kihyun smiled at you as he continued stroking your cheek.
"What?" You questioned, your own little smile curving up the corners of your lips.
"Nothing..." Kihyun's eyes fell away from yours bashfully, trailing over the bare lines of your shoulders and lower to where the sheets covered your chest. You knew that look but said nothing, waiting excitedly for what you hoped would be the start of one of Kihyun's indulgent morning sessions with you. He looked up at you with a question in his eyes and when you merely smiled, his head tucked under your chin for him to start placing kisses over your neck. Your heart was already racing and his hands hadn't even reached their favoured places, one reaching down between your legs and one over your nipple.
You felt his lips curve up against your neck at the shuddering breath you took in when his fingers slipped inside you, finding you wet already, sensitive from last night. It was so easy, so easy for him to tuck an arm under your leg and bring his hips up, filling you up slowly, his pretty eyes squeezing shut at the feel of you around him and your broken moan in his ears.
Hyungwon
You felt so safe and warm caged in Hyungwon's arms, his even breathing against your back contributing to the comfortable bubble you snoozed in. However, the bubble also included his hips plastered to your backside, long legs twined with yours, and for a good half an hour now he'd been shifting in his sleep slightly, his hard length poking in between your cheeks. You knew he was asleep as his breathing never once broke its rhythm, but you were getting increasingly hotter and needier despite the early hour.
You pushed your hips back against him but only made it worse for yourself, granting yourself friction against your bare core and longing for Hyungwon to wake up already and just fill you. But you knew he hated being woken up early. Eventually, you were so wet that your juices started sliding down onto his cock as you had both gone to bed in the nude.
His breathing shifted.
"Fuck, how are you so wet," his sleepy voice rasped against your shoulder.
"Please..." you mumbled, pushing back against him and your gut twisted when you felt him sneak a hand down to guide his length to line up with you from behind. You both groaned deep at the feeling of him slipping inside you to the hilt.
"Good morning," Hyungwon breathed into your neck as he started pressing into you, littering your neck with kisses.
Jooheon
"What the hell is that," you jolted awake due to an odd sensation on your shoulder. It felt oddly soft, squishy but somehow familiar. You sat up in bed to the sight of Jooheon, his face adorably pleading and his rosebud lips puckered up into a circle.
"Were those your lips?"
He nodded cutely, eyes as round as the shape his lips were making.
"What is it, honey?"
He still didn't speak, but gestured with his head down towards his crotch. He was naked, sitting on his heels and the problem was fairly obvious.
"Oh that looks like a... hard one, honey," you could hardly keep from chuckling. "Did you need help with that," you asked as you leaned forward, crawling over the bed towards him. You were naked as well, the sheets rolling off of your body as you made your way towards him and you didn't miss how his eyes lost their playful wide roundness and turned into something darker, roaming over the lines of your body.
Jooheon leaned back expectantly, his erection jutting upwards, and his lips dropped open slightly the closer your face got to his "problem".
You looked up at him before you stuck your tongue out to lave over the smooth, engorged head of his cock. Without much more preamble you opened up and took as much of him as you could, causing a melodic moan to drop from Jooheon's pretty lips. You sucked him in deep, bobbing up and down on his length and he hunched over you, a hand reaching up to the back of your head to steady you. He didn't need to press down, you were swallowing him down just fine without any prompting. Your tongue rolling under the crown of his cock had Jooheon's eyes rolling back and his hips canting forward, his moans now louder and peppered with hisses.
"Fuck, baby...."
I.M.
Sleeping with Changkyun's hand on your butt or between your thighs was commonplace but he was no sleepwalker. The maddening motions over your clit were from an at least half-awake, horny version of him. As you roused slowly, limbs too heavy to push away or more into him, you heard slick sounds that told you just how wet he'd got you already before you'd even woken up.
"Mmmmm..."
You weren't sure if that was a moan of pleasure or a groan from being woken up so early that bubbled up in your throat but Changkyun chuckled anyway, fingers slipping lower to part your folds.
"You don't have to do anything but just lie back, let me do this."
You felt perfectly content to be taken care of and you were pliant in his hands as they manoeuvred you onto your back. Warm, eager lips trailed over the inside of your thighs and you tipped your head back into your pillow once they reached your clit. The smooth glide of Changkyun's tongue followed and he separated your folds with the tip, pressing into your clit with slow, unhurried pressure. The moans that left your mouth turned pornographic even as your voice was still heavy with sleep, and turned even louder when Changkyun's fingers followed, slipping into you and reminding you of the delicious lingering soreness he'd left you with from last night.
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eroctickboys · 4 days
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I hope they are the one ruining me and not my fucking thesis.
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iibonniee · 6 months
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Welcome to Bonnie's 2023 Monsta x kinktober! Below are the stories to come for October. A link can be found here if you would like to be tagged!
⸺ Shownu (10/2)
Pretty Screaming My Name
Warnings: unprotected sex, size kink, creampie
Summary: Hyunwoo has always had an obsession with two things: how well she could take his cock and cumming inside her.
⸺ Wonho (10/5)
Mine, all Mine
Warnings: Werewolf!Wonho, mating, unprotected sex, creampie
Summary: Hoseok knew she was always the one for him. Always the one to call his mate
⸺ Minhyuk (10/11)
Forgive me Father, For I Have Sinned
Warnings: priest!minhyuk, priest kink, fingering, spanking, unprotected sex, anal, creampie
Summary: Y/N only knew of one Priest who would help her get rid of her sins on such short notice.
⸺ Kihyun (10/17)
What's My Name?
Warnings: non-idol!kihyun, sugar daddy!kihyun, unprotected sex, age kink, daddy kink, oral (male receiving), cock worship, bondage, spanking
Summary: Their agreement was something Kihyun had always made sure was followed to the very T. After all, their agreement was signed in ink.
⸺ Hyungwon (10/19)
Scream For Me
Warnings: ghostface!hyungwon, smut, roleplaying, semi-knife play, oral (male receiving), creampie
Summary: Two missed calls. Two ticks. She is slowly making the masked man very angry. Y/N had always had a slight kink for the fictional, well-known Scream killer. Hyungwon was willing to make her fantasies a reality.
⸺ Jooheon (10/24)
Don't Look Away
Warnings: mutual masturbation, dirty talk, cum eating
Summary: It was Jooheon who mentioned wanting to try something different
⸺ Changkyun (10/26)
You Were Always Mine
Warnings: ex!changkyun, unprotected sex, creampie, impregnation kink, oral (male receiving), public sex
Summary: The two of them always had a game of cat and mouse. She was the mouse, and he was the cat.
⸺ Kinktober Special (10/31)
All Eyes on Her
Warnings: foursome, oral (fem and male receiving), unprotected sex, double penetration
Summary: Having sex with two people was always a thrill. Add another one to make the night all the more better
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lubbuub · 1 year
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heyy!! can i request a smut with shownu?? xoxo
4:17PM | warning: semi public sex
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a movie night with shownu and the boys didn't sound bad, you were cuddled up under your shared blanket eating all of the snacks you picked out. you guys took over one couch while the other members bunched up on the other, they refused to be apart of your lovey dovey mess.
about 45 minutes into the movie, you could feel his cold hands making their way down your shorts sending shivers all over your body, making you jump a bit. his fingers spreading your lips wanting access to your clit. he started off with small circles, just to hear those little gasps escape from your lips.
pushing his fingers inside, you tried your best to stay quiet making sure none of the other guys noticed, but that was a little too late when you noticed two pair of eyes staring you down from across the dark room.. kihyuns eyes were locked on yours, his hand squeezing his cock, watching your expression shift every second and watching you squirm underneath shownu while his fingers were deep inside you.
“you gonna cum for him baby?”
he whispers to you while he watches his fellow member palm himself through his pants. he knew kihyun always had a thing for you and this was the perfect opportunity to show him you belong to him.
his fingers moved faster, helping you achieve your orgasm. your moans got louder and louder everytime he hit your spot. "shhh" he quickly put his hand over your mouth, not wanting to draw more attention, but would he care? no. he would love for everyone to watch him please you, he loved the thought of his members stoking themselves to you, knowing he has you wrapped around his finger.
your body shaked uncontrollably, creaming on shownu's fingers. you were seeing stars, your ears were ringing, and your eyes were rolling to the back of your head. your face was hot in embarrassment knowing someone just watched you cum.
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sotteoks · 1 year
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More Than A Helping Hand | 🔞
──★ ˙pairing: Shownu x Fem!Reader ──★ ˙warnings/contents: SMUT, p*rn with just a crumb of a plot, established relationship, roommates!au, college!au, rich girl!reader, friends to lovers trope, dom!Shownu, sub!reader, simp shownu...lowkey..., masturbation (female) , dirty talk !!!!, some degradation, 'princess' as a nickname, tiny bit of choking, very minimal impact play/reader gets a small slap, let's assume reader is on the pill bc of the creampie, there's a sprinkle of fluff kinda, soft aftercare bc why not, ... please let me know if i missed anything ! ⸜ (。˃ ᵕ ˂) ⸝ ──★ ˙word count: 6.9k ──★ ˙ a/n: this is literally so self indulgent im so sorry ──★ ˙summary: your university roommate Hyunwoo is everything you wanted and then some.
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right now, in this room i'm saying i can't take it any longer
You never wanted a roommate. In fact, what you were actually in search of was a housekeeper or personal assistant; your friends had made you aware of that fact when you described what you thought was the ideal roommate. However, when your parents shipped you off to attend university in the city, they made it very clear that you needed to learn how to live without all the luxuries you were accustomed to at home while you attended school. They had made it through their early adulthood without all the nice, shiny things. Everything they currently had, they attained through hard work after finishing school.
It was your turn to experience that.
Your friends offered you two solutions to your problems after growing tired of your complaints: get a part time job or get a roommate. Having a part time job seemed out of the question to you because you could barely manage your busy social life along with school work. Naturally, having a roommate was the option that was most appealing. Initially, trying to find someone who met your impossibly high standards for a roommate was difficult. The people who responded to the flyers you posted around your university campus were always too much of something for your liking. Whether they be too talkative, too quiet, too boring, too obnoxious, too stingy; they were never just right. 
Until Son Hyunwoo, the pride of the music and dance department, came along.
 
On top of being an ace in all of his classes, he was incredibly attractive, very nice, and just the right amount of talkative for your tastes. But being honest with yourself, you probably would have accepted him as a tenant just because of how hot he was and he left a good first impression on you when he let you copy his notes back in your freshman year. He moved in fairly quickly and the two of you seemed to mesh well due to his helpful nature and you...well, often needed help.
 After a few months of living together, he easily gained the title of your right hand man as you two did everything together. Even if most of the time, your idea of bonding together was running errands with him while you delegated what to do. Perhaps it was because of the attraction he felt toward you, he had no problem doing the silly little tasks you would ask of him which led to the situation the two of you were currently in.
Sitting at the foot of your bed, phone in hand, Hyunwoo was taking pictures of you as you tried on various outfits from a recent shopping spree you went on since you finally had some spending money. 
“This skirt looks a little short.” You comment as you examine yourself in the full length mirror in your bedroom before striding over to Hyunwoo. “What do you think?” You give a little turn and pose as you present yourself to him.
Looking up from his phone screen and shifting his gaze to you before slipping his phone into his pocket, he purses his lips in thought; giving you the impression he was seriously contemplating the details of your outfit. Yes, he did think the short was incredibly short. When you twirled around to let Hyunwoo see your attire from all angles, the simple movement caused your skirt to lift just enough to expose the cheeky thong you were wearing. But, Hyunwoo wasn't going to let you know that. Simply because he wanted to be able to enjoy the sight of you prancing around wearing that miniskirt during some sort of outing you would inevitably make him join you on. 
“It looks fine. It makes your legs look longer.” Hyunwoo tells you with a plain expression to mask how he truly felt. While your attention goes back to observing your own reflection, his eyes are quick to fixate themselves on the perfection that he views you as. With every turn and pose you make in the mirror, Hyunwoo has to make sure not to stare too long in fear of being caught but the sneaky, longing glances are barely enough to satiate the feelings of desire that lay seated deeply within him.
Giving yourself one more look in the mirror, you sigh in dissatisfaction before calling over Hyunwoo to help you undo the zipper on your skirt. He hears your request but the words don’t process to him immediately due to his ogling so when he finally realizes what you had just said, he’s thankful he didn’t blow his cover by literally jumping up at the chance to help you undress. Approaching you slowly, cautious hands start to reach toward your body.
“Be careful with the tags, I still don't know if I wanna return this.” You warn when you feel his hand hold on to the hem of your skirt while the other pulls down the tiny zipper. Once the zipper is undone, you casually begin to strip out of your outfit before changing into a plain hoodie and leggings. 
It was just a tiny bit fucked up how after you had gotten comfortable around Hyunwoo, you seemed to constantly neglect the fact that he was a healthy, young man with an ample interest in the female form as you had no qualms about changing around him or walking around the apartment in just your underwear. One time, you had even called him into your room while you had a fever and asked him to administer your suppository since you couldn't see yourself in the mirror well enough. That event may have been the straw that broke the camel’s back and caused Hyunwoo to start having lewd thoughts about you; but he would never admit that because it made him feel like some sort of sexual deviant.  
However, the truth was that had you done these things with any other man, they would take it as you purposely tempting them and teasing them. But that was just something that never seemed to cross your mind whenever you behaved the way you did. 
Initially when you first started to show you were getting comfortable, Hyunwoo actually did think you were coming on to him. Alas, that idealization was quickly shattered when he learned that due to your upbringing, it was simply second nature to you to always have someone ready to assist you with the most basic tasks such as getting dressed. It bewildered him that you managed to live on your own for as long as you did. But Hyunwoo couldn’t judge you because university was the place where one was guaranteed to meet people with vastly different upbringings.
When you're done changing clothes, you go to sit on your bed and motion Hyunwoo to give you his phone before he hands it over to you then begin looking through the pictures he took of you; a pleased hum falling from you.
“Not bad.” You mumble mostly to yourself, praising how well your outfits photographed. “Send these to me.” You tell the male, tossing his phone back to him. He easily catches the cellular device and obliges to your request; your phone vibrating on your nightstand and hitting your ears with an obnoxious clattering sound, indicating you received the pictures. You reach for the device to look over the pictures once more and decide which one to post only to panic upon realizing the time; scrambling to your feet then dashing to grab your handbag. 
You say something about a nail appointment to Hyunwoo on your way out of your bedroom, nearly tripping over all the shoes in the entryway of your apartment while digging in your purse for your car keys. The front door opens then promptly slams shut; seeming to echo louder than usual as your roommate stood in your bedroom alone, trying to process the flurry of activity that had just happened. 
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 In your absence, he tidied up the leftover mess from your fashion show earlier and placed the brand new items with tags in the shopping bag they arrived in. Noticing that there were even more clothes sporadically placed around your bedroom floor, he took the liberty of collecting the small piles of worn clothing before dumping them in your hamper.  
Now, it was almost as if the Lord was testing Hyunwoo; seeing if he was being sincerely nice and doing you a favor by cleaning up or if he was just seriously down bad waiting for you to give him some sort of reward for being a decent human. The calm composure he usually maintained on the outside in order to keep his less pure feelings under tight wraps had nearly faltered when he caught sight of a pair of lacy panties peeking out from under your bed. Initially, when he reached to toss it with the rest of your clothing, he didn’t think too much of it. However, once he picked it up he not only got a whiff of your feminine scent lingering on the fabric, he noticed the way that the crotch of it was slightly dry and caked with what he could safely assume was your arousal. The little devil on his shoulder urges him to pocket it for himself and use it as erotic fodder for his imagination since you probably wouldn’t even notice it was missing; and on top of that, parting with a single pair of panties was the least you could do for him. But alas, his rational thinking overpowered those thoughts in the end and he quickly tossed it into your hamper.
Hyunwoo eventually retired to his own room and you returned from your nail appointment; picking up dinner on your way back as a small gesture of gratitude. When you announce your arrival after unlocking the door and swap your shoes for a pair of house slippers, Hyunwoo comes to greet you, fondly reminding you of the puppy you had to leave with your parents. Taking the bag of take out food from your hands, he brings it over to the dining table and you follow him excitedly; practically skipping over to the fridge to fetch some beverages before sitting down at the table. 
“Look at my new nails!” You exclaim gleefully, going through a series of poses to showcase the jewel adorned acrylics that now decorated your fingers. “Gyaru style has been trendy recently and I can’t remember the last time I had a manicure this Instagram worthy.” You continue to babble as Hyunwoo takes the seat across from you, untying the knot of the plastic take out bag then spreading out the containers on the table and opening them to reveal fried chicken from a place the two of you frequented often.  
“Aren’t your nails a little long? How are you gonna get anything done?” He questions in a teasing tone, reaching over for the cans of beer you brought out and opening a can for each of you. 
“I can do things just fine.” You tell him, a small pout forming on your face as you sift through the take out bag to retrieve a pair of plastic gloves and putting them on with ease before finally grabbing a piece of chicken and proceeding to eat as if you were trying to convince him of your capabilities. 
The rest of dinner is filled with casual conversation and lots of laughter over several cans of beer. When the two of you finish eating, you follow Hyunwoo’s lead as he starts cleaning up; which had become a common practice for you after he made a joke about not being able to help you forever. It was just a lighthearted comment and the two of you knew that at some point in the future the two of you would stop being roommates, but you couldn’t help but feel saddened by the idea of not having Hyunwoo around. Besides the fact that he did things like take off your makeup when you were too drunk to remember, take all your outfit of the day pictures for you and finish your food for you when you went to cafes solely for the aesthetic, you genuinely enjoyed his company. 
Hyunwoo was the one who babysat you when you would get blackout drunk at all the frat parties you went to together. He was the one who went with you to all these random outings with you just so you could maintain your silly little instagram persona. He didn’t just help you out with your stupid errands and chores, he also taught you how to get accustomed to living on your own. During the time the two of you lived together, you felt like you grew up a lot thanks to his nurturing behavior towards you and that was something that would be impossible for you to pay him back for. 
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When the two of you finish cleaning up after dinner and part ways, going to your respective bedrooms, you find yourself tossing and turning unable to get any sleep. 
You tried counting sheep, imagining little fantasies of you on vacation, and even got up to make yourself a nice cup of special imported chamomile tea that your mother had swore by; but none of those things worked. So, you found yourself laying back in bed watching long YouTube documentaries that you thought would bore you so much you would just fall asleep. 
But even that didn’t work and it was time for one of your last resorts. 
Leaning over the side of your bed and  yanking open the drawer of your bedside table, you rummaged through its contents before pulling out a bullet vibrator. It was a rose gold device with a textured pink silicone tip, the entire thing was small enough to be concealed in your fist so when you pressed the power button on the bottom and heard the toy roar to life you flinched slightly. Quickly turning it off after checking that it still worked, you spend a few minutes trying to get comfortable in bed.
Once you’re relaxed, you slip your pajama shorts off and let them get lost in your bedding, tentatively holding the toy in one hand then turning it on once again before bringing it to your panty clad center. The strength of the vibrations are felt before you even make direct contact with your clit so once it does, your inner thighs tremble ever so slightly at the intensity. Eyes falling closed and your lips parted in a silent moan, you use the toy to massage gentle circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves. It doesn’t take long for your climax to build because of how powerful the toy is. 
Your body covered in a light layer of sweat; silk sheets clinging to your skin as you roll your hips against your own hand holding the toy, desperately trying to get more friction and finish quickly but it seems like the universe is against you as you notice the vibrations start becoming weaker and weaker the closer your orgasm gets.
 Then, right before you were able to finish the toy dies completely and you let out a loud groan of frustration. 
Now, on top of not being able to sleep, you were now sweaty and angry about your ruined orgasm. You weren’t really thinking rationally at this point, your mind was only focused on two things: getting your big O and then going to sleep. So, when you text your roommate asking if he was still awake, you’re pleased when he replies quickly and you immediately ask him to come to your room. 
“Is..something wrong?” Hyunwoo asks once he arrives, awkwardly standing off to the side of your bed frame.  For the few moments he’s in your presence, you count him yawn at least three times and realize that he was either sleeping or very close to falling asleep prior to you texting him. Feeling bad that you cut into his time to rest all because you couldn’t satiate your own desires, you pat the empty spot in your bed, silently instructing him to fill the space beside you; and of course, he obliges. The only source of light in your room comes from a small lamp on your nightstand and casts a soft golden glow as the two of you sit in silence for a bit while you try to string together the words of your proposal.
“I have a favor to ask you.” You start off demurely, giving Hyunwoo an expression of neediness he’s never seen until now. Blinking away the remainder of sleep in his eyes, he further examines your expression to try and figure out what you wanted from him at this hour. With the way the light and shadows danced across your face, Hyunwoo could have sworn he detected your eyes looking at him with lust but he could only chalk it up to him being tired and imagining what he wanted to see. 
“I was gonna go back to bed, I don’t know if I wanna go to the convenience store for you at this hour.” He laughs to ease his nerves but the expression you wear on your face turns serious and he begins to feel on edge again. 
“No, I don’t need you to get me anything.” You tell him, your brows furrowing as a frown grows on your face. 
You’re beating around the bush and both of you know it.
 It creates a mutual feeling of unease between the two of you but for different reasons; Hyunwoo being nervous about what you could possibly ask of him at this hour and you being embarrassed about the next words that were going to leave your mouth. 
“Would you sleep with me?” You ask in a meek voice as you avoid making eye contact with him, idly twiddling your thumbs; trying to mentally prepare yourself for him to reject you.
“Isn’t it a little childish to need me to comfort you after a nightmare?” Hyunwoo chuckles in response which makes you even more frustrated than you were before. “I mean-”
“No, not like that.” You cut him off hastily. “My vibrator died on me.” 
The silence that falls over the two of you is so loud and creates a tension so thick, you could have sworn it would suffocate you if you opened your mouth to say anything else. In that moment, you had started to regret asking him for such a favor; knowing that you asked him for too much and crossed the line this time. All you had wanted now was for him to reject your request and go back to his room like nothing happened.
“See? I told you those nails were gonna make it more difficult for you to do things.” Hyunwoo teases, alleviating the awkward atmosphere and making your cheeks feel warm at the implication of his words. “How do you want me to help?”
The sound of his question makes your breath get caught in your throat, causing you to get choked up and cough a little to clear it. 
“You’re messing with me, right?” You respond in disbelief at how casual he is, looking at him with wide eyes.
“Hey, you’re the one who called me into your room this late. Do you want my help or not?” Hyunwoo quips back; rendering you silent for the time being. You know he’s just heckling you for the fun of it but there’s a slight sharpness in his tone that you’re not used to hearing from him. The remnants of your ruined orgasm already has you so hot, it’s hard to tell if him talking to you like that is what further excites you.
Your mind no longer has the capacity to think of words to say to Hyunwoo and you let the primal feeling of lust fully overcome you as you slowly close the space between the two of you. Your lips make contact with his for the first time and the sensation of his plush lips on yours has you craving more contact. Though you were the one who initially called him to quell your frustrations, Hyunwoo kisses you back with such intensity, it leaves you breathless. He makes it difficult for you to want to pull away but at some point, you need to replenish your oxygen. When you break the kiss, your lips are slightly swollen and you’re panting very softly. Along with the mortification that came with you basically asking your roommate to fuck you, you were now embarrassed by the fact he literally took your breath away and had you wanting more. 
“Having second thoughts?” Hyunwoo asks gently, genuinely concerned about if he had come on too strong or made you uncomfortable. Though he was elated to finally experience kissing you, he was getting nervous all over again. There were so many things to worry about like you not liking the experience or if the two of you went any further-
“No, it’s fine.” You quietly reassure Hyunwoo which effectively snaps him out of his anxiety ridden engrossment. 
After that, everything progresses so fast you can’t even recall who kissed who, who started tugging at the clothes or anything. But it wasn’t like that mattered as you and Hyunwoo were finally getting what you both wanted. Sprawled out beneath him with your camisole hiked up to expose your chest, Hyunwoo’s pajama pants and underwear were thrown together in one piece somewhere, and your soaked panties decorating the floor waiting to be collected as a souvenir later for Hyunwoo. Whoever said nice guys finish last probably had some other fatal flaw holding them back because here Hyunwoo was; one of the nicest guys at your university, getting something he wanted just for being a genuinely kind person. 
As eager as he was, he was still a romantic at heart and had tried to convince you to partake in some foreplay before getting to the main event; but as soon as he peeled the lacy fabric off your body to reveal the way your arousal clung to your skin, creating a translucent trail between your center and the panties— he understood why you were so impatient and insistent on having him fill you immediately. Kneeling between your spread legs, one hand guides his cock to your sopping hole while the other idly settles on your inner thigh. Just the feeling of the tip of Hyunwoo’s cock grazing your folds as he spreads your arousal is enough to make you start squirming beneath him and trying to get him inside you. 
“What’s taking so long?” You whine out. “If you’re gonna tease-”
Your bratty tangent is cut short by Hyunwoo finally slipping the tip of his cock into your cunt after taking a moment to mentally prepare himself for the sweet heat that was between your legs. 
“Don’t worry, I'll take care of you.” He reassures you.
Maybe he’s being dramatic because he had been too busy for hookups. Maybe he was just a major simp for you. But the wet, warmth you encase his cock in as he ventures deeper into you is something beyond his wildest dreams. Hyunwoo thanks the heavens that you needed some time to adjust to his size stretching your taut walls because at this point he was worried that if he moved, he would bust too quickly. And it wouldn’t just be quick, it would be an obscene amount. 
The slight sting of your cunt stretching to accommodate him seems to further excite you as soft moans fall past your parted lips as he bottoms out and you’ve finally taken him to the hilt. Just the feeling of having Hyunwoo fill you like this is enough to quell your impatience from earlier as you bask in the feeling of being so full. Your eyes flutter closed as you brace yourself for whatever sexual frustrations you knew Hyunwoo was going to unleash upon you. Even if you were totally unaware of the less than pure thoughts he had about you, you knew he wasn’t meeting up with any sneaky links in his free time; how could he if he willingly spent almost all of his time outside of school and work with you?
“Fuck—” You hear Hyunwoo mutter. 
Curiously, you open your eyes to see how he’s fairing but instead of being greeted by him looking at your face or your chest,  you find that his eyes are fixed where your two bodies meet and he’s admiring the way your cunt greedily swallowed his cock. And of course, your gaze follows his and the sight sends a rush of heat straight to your core.
The sight only becomes more enticing when he slowly pulls his hips back until only the tip remains inside of you and both of you see his length slicked in a thick, shiny coat of your arousal. Though the juicy image is something you don’t mind having imprinted in your memory, gawking at the sight wasn’t doing enough for you. 
It almost scares you when you realize how in sync you and Hyunwoo are; right when you’re about to forgo your pride and beg him to fuck you like the needy slut he somehow managed to awaken in you, he speaks up first. 
“I’m sorry, I can’t hold back anymore. I want you so bad.” He hastily confesses before his hands migrate to your waist, getting a firm grasp on you as he lifts your hips from the mattress and pulls your ass onto his lap starting to thrust into you. Almost immediately, your hands go to reach for his strong arms and hold on tight, hoping that you would be provided with some sort of stability.
You gasp in surprise about how rough his movements are, feeling just how sincere his words were. Hearing the verbal confirmation that Hyunwoo was just as needy as you allows you to finally get out of your head and just focus on what was happening in the moment. And as your sense of touch zeroes in on the way his cock was rubbing against your walls just right, the rest of your senses and thoughts also become infatuated with anything to do with Hyunwoo. 
The euphonious sound of his groans and grunts that make you clench around him, effectively causing him to make more noise. The fresh scent of his bath products mingling and mixing with the smell of sex that hung in the air. The familiar taste of the vanilla chapstick you loaned him as he closes the distance between you and his lips finds yours once again. 
Though he was consumed by the feeling of being one with you at this moment and adored all the positive feedback he was getting from you, Hyunwoo was still aware of how late it was in the night and knew if you got too loud, you could expect an angry note on your front door. 
“Kiss me properly.” Hyunwoo growls lowly against your lips; obviously irritated with the way your jaw fell slack as more obscene moans poured from your throat. “You’re too loud.”
“S-sorry.” You stammer after you feel him give a particularly deep thrust into you. 
Another moan threatens to leave you but desperate to please Hyunwoo, your lips find his again as an attempt to silence yourself. Engaging in a slow, sensual make out that contrasts starkly in comparison to the way he was roughly rutting his hips against yours, you manage to stay quiet for a little longer but you eventually end up pulling away from him when your lungs start to burn in need of air. 
“Please don’t stop.” You whisper breathily into Hyunwoo’s ear, holding on to him for dear life as you feel every thrust he gives you bringing you closer to that sweet, sweet finish you were deprived of. 
“I said I’d take care of you, did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?” His question is rhetorical and normally you would complain about him being so mean to you. But in this context, it’s so much more exhilarating. “I just wanna please you.”
The salacious sound of skin slapping against skin seems to put you in a trance— eyes rolled back and lips parted as you find yourself getting lost in the feeling of being fucked so thoroughly. Light bruises vaguely resembling the shape of Hyunwoo’s fingerprints bloom across your hips but they go unnoticed by the both of you even when he starts moving you around to adjust your position. Remaining on your back, your legs were no longer uselessly dangling on either side of Hyunwoo and had been hoisted over his shoulders, allowing his cock to stimulate you from a different angle. That same tight hold he had on your hips resumes on your thighs as rough fingertips latch on the meaty flesh. And any bruises that were to result from this vice grip were going to be eagerly accepted. 
The new angle combined with Hyunwoo picking up the momentum of his movements has you seeing stars beneath your eyelids as you squeeze your eyes shut to fight back the tears stinging the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by waves of euphoria just on the horizon and threatening to sweep you away. A few tears manage to escape anyway as Hyunwoo’s cock consistently stimulates a particularly soft and sensitive part within your pussy, making it hard for you to think.
You want to let Hyunwoo know just how good he’s making you feel and how much you love having him stimulate all your senses; but there isn’t a single coherent thought in that pretty little head of yours so forming words and sentences is out of the question. All you’re able to do is let out these pathetic moans and gasps as you’re being split open by probably the best cock you’ve ever had. 
“You look so pretty like this, princess—” Hyunwoo muses as he looks down at your dazed expression, the sound of his voice breaking you from the spell he had temporarily put you under. “So pretty and so cock drunk.” Once his words register to you, you’re only able to giggle like a ditzy lovestruck high schooler in response because of how true his statement was.
“It’s so hot when you’re mean to me. Keep talking to me like that—” You urge him, a broken moan leaving you as he gives you a particularly rough thrust that makes your entire body shake. 
“Yeah? You wanna hear me tell you that you’re just a horny brat who can’t do anything on her own and needs me to help her cum?” He rasps, your cunt clenching around him again confirming his words. “Fuck you for teasing me and making me wait so long.”
Pulling his hips back, Hyunwoo slides out until only the tip of his cock remains inside of you and before you could even whine in protest, he slams back inside of you causing a choked out gasp to fall past your lips. 
“So cute and needy for my cock. Tell me, is it really that good?” Hyunwoo laughs breathlessly. 
“It’s soo fucking good.” You obediently reply back. You’re ready to beg him to just fill you with his load already but the words get lost in your head while more moans pour from your tired throat as his thick cock stretched you with every snap of his hips against yours. 
Hyunwoo places a hand on your sternum that trails up to your neck, fingers giving a light squeeze to your throat before he cups your face. He stares down at you with such a domineering expression, you feel so weak beneath him as your lips part in a soft moan. Seizing the opportunity, Hyunwoo swipes his thumb over your bottom lip and forces you to suck on his thumb as a means of quieting down.  It works for a bit as your tongue eagerly swirls around the lone digit. With your moans silenced for the time being, Hyunwoo relishes in the wet squelching sounds being created by him pummelling your soaked cunt. But when the head of his cock kisses your cervix, a small whine rumbles in the back of your throat. Removing his thumb from your mouth, he gives your face a light slap for being so noisy.
At this point, you felt like that wave of euphoria had not only come crashing over you, it had also carried you out to the sea with no lifejacket. You were drowning in bliss and it was turning your mind into goo. 
Just when you thought Hyunwoo couldn’t outdo himself, his hands took a hold of your legs and pushed them against your chest as he leaned in; practically folding you in half and fucking you deeper at this animalistic pace that has you clawing at his arms. You probably left some serious scratches on him with your nails but that didn’t matter at the moment. The only thing that mattered was the feel of Hyunwoo’s cock dragging against your walls and fucking into you like he was training your cunt to mold against him and only him from now on.
And quite honestly, the idea of him being the only person you slept with didn’t sound so bad. In fact, it sounded like the most ideal scenario. It was just so good it could make you-
“F-fuck, cumming—” You barely manage to get out before your walls start to flutter around his swollen cock before soaking him in even more of your  juices in hopes of spurring his climax. 
Your hands reach for his shoulders as a feeble attempt to get him to ease up on your sensitive walls, but you’re too wrapped up in these overwhelming sensations hitting you all at once and your words get lost once again. Thrusting into you like a dog in heat, Hyunwoo has you digging your nails into his once flawless skin while you’re unable to do anything but patiently wait for him to finish. Considering how long it’s been since either of you had gotten some action, you had no idea when he would decide he was done. With his cock working your overstimulated pussy, it triggers another wave of ecstasy to wash over you as another rush of your juices gush over him as the squelching sounds of him filling your cunt get even louder. 
More than pleased with his handiwork , Hyunwoo has you in a mating press, fucking into you even deeper as he finally lets his own climax rapidly build and overcome him after suppressing his own desires just so he could focus on pleasing you.
“Where should I cum?” He asks you urgently, feeling his release creeping up on him. 
“Please, just cum. Anywhere.” You beg, tears brimming your eyes as your sensitivity was starting to get the best of you and you were finding it hard to remain still underneath him. Even with his body firmly pressed up against yours, you were a blubbering, writhing mess. 
The squelching of your slick cunt paired with your needy plea was more than enough to make the coil in his stomach wind tighter and tighter until his hips stutter; thick ropes of cum spilling into your womb as he poured every bit of his sexual frustration into you. The feeling of him finally releasing within you was enough to trigger one more orgasm within you and your walls clenched around him, milking his seed out of him as his thrusts slowed down but increased in depth until they eventually stopped. 
Carefully slipping out of you, trying not to further overwork your lady parts, Hyunwoo makes a dash for your en suite bathroom. With laundry being a chore the two of you switched off on frequently, he was familiar with where you kept your things and quickly located a fresh washcloth before running it under some warm water. Returning to your room, Hyunwoo finds you lying in bed on your side in your usual sleeping position that consists of your arms under your pillow cradling your head while your legs are outstretched. Luckily for him, it’s easy to wipe away the lewd mix of bodily fluids that was leaking from your center before it could stain the sheets. As much as he wanted to stuff his cum back into you, he figured it would be better not to push his luck with you since he had already been blessed with you fulfilling a desire he had since he moved in with you. 
After cleaning you up, Hyunwoo covers your naked lower body with your comforter that was previously kicked to the side before attempting to locate his pants and underwear. He does a quick survey of your bedroom floor and only sees your lone panties in plain view. Still not forgetting that he intended on pocketing those. He checks under your bed only to come up with nothing. The last place that would make sense to check would be the mix of blankets that you were currently tangled in but you looked so peaceful sleeping; he would feel so bad if he woke you up after wearing you out like that. Realizing there was no real reason for Hyunwoo to be so urgent about finding his pajama pants since being totally naked around each other was no longer uncharted territory, he could find his clothes later. Now that he had finished his job of making you cum and helping you go to sleep, he collected his prize and proceeded to see himself out so he could rest in his own bed. 
Throwing on a new fresh pair of boxers as soon as he was in the comfort of his own room, Hyunwoo slipped underneath his covers and fell asleep with a smile on his face, pleased with the events of tonight. Knowing you, he assumed that you would just treat tonight as another one of the many favors you often asked of him. Though, if things did get awkward it would probably be a first for the both of you because he couldn’t think of any other instances where there was obvious mutual tension. Letting his thoughts settle down, Hyunwoo finally gets some shut eye.
Maybe about an hour or two after falling asleep, he ends up waking up for the second time tonight. But this time due to the fact he felt so parched. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes so he could get up and go to the kitchen, Hyunwoo slowly sits up in the dark. 
Something feels off but he can’t quite place his finger on it.
He wanted to think that he was just feeling the lingering excitement from earlier, but there was something seriously different about his room. Shrugging it off, he reaches for the water bottle on his nightstand and quickly unscrews the cap; drinking from it ravenously until the bottle is empty. Carelessly tossing the bottle onto his nightstand, he lays back down to go back to sleep. 
Until he realizes that the water bottle he just drank from was still cold like it hadn’t been out of the refrigerator that long. If Hyunwoo left the water bottle near an open window while he slept, the cool temperature of the water wouldn’t have been questioned; but that wasn’t the case. And the most concerning part of this whole thing was that he didn’t even stop by the kitchen on his way to his room earlier.  
Looking around in panic, everything looks fine. 
Nothing seems out of place. 
Maybe he’s just overreacting from the lack of sleep.
Settling back underneath his blankets, Hyunwoo rolls over to the cool, empty side of his bed. Or at least, he tried to. And that’s when he realized there was a second body in the bed with him that caused him to panic internally as he sat up in bed again.
“Ouch.” The familiar sound of your voice surprises Hyunwoo just as much as it quells his nerves. Pulling back the covers to reveal you laying in his bed with his boxers that he was looking for covering your once naked lower half, he looks at you in astonishment as you groggily turn your body to face him.
“What are you doing here?” He laughs softly, trying to mask the fact he just about damn near pissed himself because he thought that you were some type of strange intruder.
“You left me alone,” You pout as you pull the blankets back over yourself. “And you left me alone in a bed with soaked sheets.”
“I thought you were sleeping.” Hyunwoo reasons, laying back down beside you and feeling you curl up against his side, making yourself comfortable as you lay your head on his chest. 
“I was, but leaving me by myself in those conditions is so mean.” You tell him as your hand comes up to pinch his nipple in annoyance. “I’m a nice girl who likes nice aftercare, I expected cuddling from you since you’re usually such a gentleman.”
So of course, Hyunwoo would spend the rest of the night cuddling you; as well as many other nights from now on. 
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Within an Inch of Your Life | Shownu
Son Hyunwoo (Shownu - MONSTA X)
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Rating: M (18+) MDNI!!
Word Count: ~4.6k
Pairing: Shownu x AFAB!Reader
Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Romance, Some Angst, Very Little Plot, Very Dirty
!!This is SMUT...if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now. This is lowkey-highkey filth. Plain filth!! Some angst in the beginning but it goes away.
Warnings: She/Her pronouns used, Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M!Receiving), Deepthroating, Fingering, Pet Names (Pumpkin, Princess, Sweet Girl, etc.) Very Dirty Talk, Unprotected Sex (Use a condom or the like. Reader is on the pill in this story.)
Author's Note: This is my first fic, holy cow. I've written others but this is the first I will be posting considering I have well over 200 notes on my Shownu appreciation post. I actually wrote this a few months ago but just go around to making sure everything makes sense. I do not have a Beta…because that was always what I did…I was a Creative Writing Major and since I have never been docked in grade for grammar or punctuation errors, I think I'm qualified.
Uh, you just learned a lot about me just by the fact that I wrote this >.>
I am cross-posting this on Archive under the same name. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on Tumblr my name and icon are exactly the same on the other two sites. Happy reading!
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You stared at the ceramic cup on your bathroom vanity, the cheap blue toothbrush glaring back at you. It sat in there amongst your own teeth cleaning products, mocking you. The bright color stark against the black and white of everything else in the bathroom, even your own toothbrush. Reaching out you placed your own that you had just finished using in the cup and grabbed the blue one. Staring down at it, you weren't sure how to feel. It had been a few weeks now, since it's been used. And it never will be again. Blinking, then sighing, you left the bathroom, stopping next to the trash can outside the door near the kitchen. Your foot rested on the paddle used to open the lid, inhaling and exhaling, then pressing down. Your hand holding the toothbrush lingered over the gaping bin. Swallowing a lump in your throat you didn't expect to be there, you gripped the brush tight. Emotion whelmed in you, but you couldn't pinpoint what kind. Were you angry? Guilty? Sad? Fuck it. You harshly threw the brush in the can and let the lid slam closed when you took your foot off the peddle.
"What's with the aggression?" Hana called to you from the other side of the apartment where she was on your couch. She was rubbing sleep from her eyes as she sat up from her sleeping perch.
"Don't worry about it." You were still staring at the trash can, now closes. You heard her bare feet patter on the hardwood floor, and she comes up to you. She blew her nose into a napkin she grabbed from the counter behind the can. You stepped out of the way to let her throw away the used paper.
"Oh." Realization hit her. She saw the toothbrush, which was the only thing in there. You moved away and into the kitchen to get your coffee ready as she took a place on a stool at the counter.
"What even happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did you two break up?" she asked you and you exhaled. Grabbing a coffee mug, you put the cup on the perch of your coffee maker and pressed the largest button. You didn't answer.
"Was he bad in bed or something?"
"No."
"Did he cheat on you?"
"No."
"Controlling? Possessive?"
"No. Not really."
"Then why? You don't seem all that torn up about it."
"It’s a bit of a relief…"
"A relief? Why?"
"I…I was pity-dating him."
"WHAT!?"
"Calm down. He had been in love with me for years, and I felt bad for turning him down so much…Also, I was, frustrated without Young Hoon being here…"
"So, you used him? That's harsh."
"Look, he wouldn't leave me alone, kept asking me out, getting me things. Might as well make it easier and say yes…"
"So, why did you break it off?"
"I didn't."
"He broke up with you?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I told him."
"Told him what?"
"That I was pity-dating him…"
"Fuck. That must have been rough."
"Yeah." You stared down as the swirling liquid in your cup, having stopped stirring the cappuccino mix in.
"I felt so guilty, I had to come clean." You rested back against the counter crossing your arms, somewhat hugging yourself.
"Why? Why not just break up with him? You had to tell him?"
"Yes."
"What made you do that?"
"Because…" Your words get caught in your throat, the realization hitting you.
"B-because. I can't lie to those I love." Your voice cracked and her face softened.
"You fell in love with him."
"Y-yeah."
"Then why not stay in the relationship?"
"I don't want a real relationship with him built on a lie. I had to come clean." You stood up straight, ignoring your drink and going to sit on your bed. You buried your face in your hands, your throat caught as you swallowed, your eyes burned.
"Oh, girlie." Hana followed you, sitting on your bed next to you, and pulling you into a hug.
"I'm such a fucking horrible person." You sobbed, and she rubbed your back.
"I love him. I do. I was in denial. It hit me so suddenly and so hard, I think I must have felt that way longer than I realized. God, forgive me." you cried, and she held you. Her phone went off as your sobs subsisted as she went to answer it.
"Shit. I have to get to class. I'll message you later." She kissed your forehead and gathered her stuff, leaving your apartment. Leaving your cooling drink on the kitchen counter, you curled up in bed and fell back asleep.
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"(Y/N)!" Hana slammed her palm on the door, ringing the bell a few times. She knew you were home. She could see your bag and keys on the table through the window. You hadn't answered her calls or texts for three days and wouldn't answer the door.
"Hana?" A man's voice caught her attention and she turned to see Hyunwoo coming up the stairs to get to the second-floor apartment.
"Shownu! What are you doing here?" She quieted her voice, not sure how you might react if you heard. She knew your recent lack of actions was due to the breakup, and your revelation of feelings for the man.
"I was going to get my stuff and leave my key." His voice was noticeably flat, and the woman couldn't read his expression.
"You have a key!" Your friend lunged forward, snagging the set of keys from his hands. She shoved the metal into the lock and opened the door.
"(Y/N)!" she shouted, storming in.
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You buried deeper into your pillows and sheets as Hana banged on your door. You didn't want to see anyone, not even her. You felt you didn't deserve her comfort. You were a shitty person who did a shitty thing. You flinched when you heard a key in the lock, wondering who the hell was there. Hana didn't have a key, and only your aunt did as the landlord. You had given the second key to your ex…to Hyunwoo.
"(Y/N)!" The other woman's harsh shout broke the silence you had been dwelling in. You hoped your uncle was there too, who else would have let her in? You are jarred to attention as your friend yanked your comforter off of you and the bed.
"What?" you snapped, and she climbed on the bed, flipping you over and forcing you to sit up.
"You bitch! You left me on read!" She put you in a playful headlock and ruffled your unkempt hair. You had showered, but a hairbrush? Who is she? You shoved Hana off, and she got off the bed, stomping away. When she came back you heard another set of footsteps along with hers, too heavy to be your aunt.
"The only way you are going to get over this pity party you threw yourself is by telling the truth!" Hana snapped, dragging your now ex-boyfriend into view past the half wall that separated your sleeping area from the living room. He stood there, staring at you. You wouldn't meet his gaze. Hana moved into the kitchen, looking in the fridge and hastily writing stuff on your grocery list pad.
"I am going to go buy you food, you two better talk!" She pointed at you sternly, then at him, and then left. You are left in silence with him.
"W-why are you here?" Your voice was scratchy, your mouth dry.
"Came to get my stuff." He nodded toward the dresser drawer where his stuff was.
"Ah." You licked your chapped lips. You hadn't drunk or eaten much in the last three days. He could tell, he knew you well. He left your direct line of sight and went to retrieve a bottle of water from your fridge. He came back and jutted it into your face. You took it, not meeting his eyes. Your small sips turned into big gulps, the cool liquid a sweet relief.
"What was Hana talking about? You telling me the truth?" Luckily, you had swallowed before he asked so you didn't choke. Closing the bottle, you threw it further up your bed. You brought your bent legs up, your knees touching your chest. You chewed on your thumbnail, not knowing how to start.
"You wanna tell me why you broke my heart?" His tone was harsh, a tinge of sadness in his tone. Your breath caught, the stinging in your eyes came back.
"It would have hurt less if you just broke up with me. But telling me you only dated me out of pity? I love you; I have for years-"
"I had to tell you."
"Why?"
"I couldn't keep lying."
"Why not? You had been doing it for nearly seven months." His voice was sharp with anger.
"I-I cannot…" You swallowed a lump, fighting to not cry, "I cannot lie to someone I love."
You're not sure what his reaction was, you didn't look up at him.
"What?"
"I couldn't keep lying to you. I love you-" You didn't even get the chance to work up the courage to look at him. His hands went quickly to your jaw, hauling you close, up and out of bed. His lips found yours. The kiss was different from all those before. You could feel how strong his emotions were. He was rough, domineering, barely letting you breathe. His tongue wrapped around yours, sucking you in. He was practically bent over you, being nearly a foot tall, your neck tipped back far to make up for the rest of the distance. You whined, your hands gripping his shirt from under his jacket. Hyunwoo swallowed you and every little noise you made. As he pulled away, he bit your bottom lip, the tang of blood hitting your tongue. He stepped back abruptly, running his hand through his hair.
"Fuck. Don't play with me." He shook his head, and you sat back on your bed.
"I'm not. I didn't…I only realized a few days ago how I felt…"
"What am I supposed to with this, huh?" He paced a bit, roughing his hair up.
"Do what you want. Whatever you decide…" You drifted off, not sure what you wanted him to do. You wanted him to kiss you again. But you felt you deserved him leaving and never talking to you again. You felt he should break your heart, like you did him.
"Part of me wants to walk out of here and never think about you again." He finally said and the words pierced you. A tear rolled down your cheek.
"Another part of me wants to give you another chance…" You closed your eyes, willing the tears back.
"But there's something else I really, really want to do." You heard him come closer but refused to look at him. You gasped as his hands dug into the hair at the nape of your neck, pulling your head back, making you look up at him.
"W-what?" His lips were so close to yours and while you're not sure what he wanted to do, you wanted it too.
"Please, whatever you want." You whispered, but his lips didn't meet yours. His tongue doesn't stroke yours. His mouth went to your ear…
"I'm going to fuck you within an inch of your life." You gasped at his words, then found yourself briefly in the air as he threw you back on the bed. Hyunwoo tore his jacket off and finally brought his lips back to yours. His strong thigh jammed between your legs, rubbing against your core, covered only by your thin shorts. His large hand ran down your thigh, hitching it up to his and he grinded his growing hard on into you.
"Fuck." You whimpered as he pulled away from the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting your lips. He stared at you intensely till he dipped back down, He latched onto the weak point on your neck, under your jaw, almost your throat. His mouth sucked hard then he bit the flesh making you shiver. You lay there and let him do whatever. He left scathing kisses, sucking bruises onto your skin. They were everywhere: your neck, shoulders -once your shirt was off- your chest, breasts, ribs, stomach. He avoided anything covered by your tiny shorts, giving you more marks on your inner thighs. Your skin was on fire, and you didn't think you cum with just that stimulation, but you were close.
Hyunwoo sat back on his knees, pulling his t-shirt over his head and never before had you been so enthralled. Your type was normally guys that had a dancer's body and were pretty, nothing like him. He was devastatingly handsome and while you normally wouldn't care for the taught pecs, ridged abs and sharp v-line of his hips…He truly did look like sex incarnate.
You wanted to sit up, reach for his belt, pull his pants down and let him fuck your throat. But he was in control, entirely. You weren't exactly ever a dominant lover, not really even a switch, but this time it was wholly up to him what happened. Your mouth watered at the sigh for the first time though, your romantic feelings fueling your sexual ones. He undid his belt and removed his jeans, his hard cock tenting his boxer briefs. Was he always that big?
"Something wrong, pumpkin?" You could hear the smirk in his voice. Due to your previous feelings, or lack-there-of, you never really gave him a good look. He was just your brother's stupid friend. You were getting a real good look in now.
"Y-you, uh…" Your mouth watered.
"Wanna taste?" He gripped himself over the fabric and you nodded quickly. He huffed in amusement. Despite the fact you loved a dick in your mouth, you had never done it to him. Didn't let yourself, lest you get hooked. He motioned with his head for you to come closer and you crawled across the bed to where he stood at the foot of it. Your bed was the perfect height to allow your face to be perfectly level with his cock. You let out a whimper and he titled his head, watching in amusement. With shaking hands, you reached for the waistband of his boxers and carefully pulled them off. Your mouth watered as he was revealed to you.
"Fuck." You exhaled, watching his dick bob in the air as he stepped out of his underwear. Wiggling your jaw back and forth, you thanked the stars that so many strep-throat tests as a kid killed your gag reflex. You couldn't believe that he had been inside of you before. It made you wonder if your stomach bulged from his girth.
"You just gonna stare?" He stepped closer and you scooched the little bit closer you needed to. Wrapping your lips around the head of his cock, Hyunwoo exhaled in relief, and you groaned at his taste. You rolled your tongue around him like a popsicle, and he tipped his head back with a sigh. Without going much further than the tip, you sucked hard and pulled back. This made him bury his hands in your hair to prevent you from going anywhere.
"What?" He tilted your head to look up at his face.
"Fuck me. My mouth." You cleared your throat, and he blinked in shock before a devious smirk broke out on his handsome face.
"Really? You sure?"
"Please, please-" You opened your mouth as wide as you could, and he slowly thrusted his dick into your mouth. The deeper he went the more saliva built up in your mouth, starting to drip. The head reached the back of your throat and he moved to pull back his hips, but you stopped him. Your hands flew to his behind, pulling him closer.
"Fucking hell, (Y/N)." His voice had a hint of a whine to it. He was the perfect length. Your nose hit his pelvis, his cock buried in your throat, but not too deep. While somewhat restricted, you could still breathe when he would pull back; that fact made your walls clench, aching to be filled as well. You shuffled a bit, splaying your knees more, lowering you just a bit. This let him angle his cock down a bit more and you looked up at him expectantly. He practically growled at this and began to thrust into your mouth. Tears spring to your eyes; you weren't sure if it was from what he was doing or the fact that it was happening at all. Drool dripped down your chin, tears from your eyes, and wet from your cunt. You wouldn't be surprised if when he came -down your throat preferably- that you too would climax. His thrusts picked up some, got shallower and his grip pulled at your scalp. The slight sting from your hair, the fat head of his cock battering your throat, and the taste of his precum was sending you into overdrive. While not one for sado-masochism or bondage, a little pain was nice. In the back of his mind, Hyunwoo marveled at the fact that you had not gagged yet. He was too focused on the wet vacuum of your mouth to think about it too much though. The sight of your lips swallowing his swollen cock over and over was orgasmic in itself, but the looking your eyes was what sent him over the edge. They were glazed over in pleasure; you already looked so fucked out.
"(Y/N), can I come inside?" He grunted out and you moaned, wanting nothing more.
"Ah fuck." His hips stuttered and you felt the hot, thick cum spray down your throat. He was so deep you almost couldn't taste his release, which…Just. Kept. Going. You swallowed what seemed like over and over and over before he was done.
Hyunwoo pulled out slowly, his cock still half-hard. You caught your breath, finally getting a normal amount of air. Your core was quivering, and you knew you had cum as well from the amount of wetness stuck to the fabric of your shorts. That and your head was swimming.
"Oh, princess." He shook his head, breathing hard himself. You peered up at him with a dazed look and he had never seen you like this. He had seen you close to like this once, your true submissive nature blooming forth. He knew you would let him do anything he wanted, and man was there a lot he wanted to do to you. He had promised to fuck you within an inch of your life, and he was going to make good on it.
"What do you want me to do to you now, sweet?"
"Anything." You keened and he groaned. Then he remembered something. While you had never said it before, he knew you had a thing for hands. You had told him once he wasn't allowed to wear rings because it made his fingers look too good. How easily would you fall apart on his fingers? How many times could he make you come tonight?
"You still on the pill?"
"Yea."
"Good." He hadn't brought any condoms, not thinking this was going to happen when he left his apartment this morning.
"Scoot up." He ran the back of his finger over your cheek, still damp from tears and you scurried up the mattress. You lay back as he climbed over you; he watched you watch his hand move to your core. He raised an eyebrow as he stroked over the fabric of your shorts. You tended to get very wet very easily, but this was much more than usual.
"Did you cum?" He asked and you nodded sheepishly.
"Oh my god." He dove in, latching onto your lips, not caring that you had just been sucking him dry. Your teeth clacked against his from the messy kiss. His kisses moved from your mouth, down your neck and he settled on your throat again. You were already littered with hickeys, but he was ready to leave more. As he marked your further, he pulled your shorts off roughly, a slight ripping noise coming from the seams. He tossed the last piece of your clothing away, you never slept with underwear on. Finally, his fingers touched your bare pussy and you whined.
"Oh (Y/N)." He chuckled, burying two fingers in your hot cunt, his thumb finding your swollen clit. You released a long shaky moan, clenching around the digits. He found your weak spot quickly and your hips tilted up, your back arching. You wanted desperately for him to pull his fingers out and fuck you with his delicious cock already, but you refused to say anything. This was for him; he could do whatever he wanted to you, and you would thank him. How had you not realized that this man was the sexiest one on the face of the earth? The pads of his fingers rubbed against your g-spot in just the right way, and it was driving you crazy. His two fingers moved separately, the way they curled and thrusted making the sensations unpredictable. He added a third and spread them, getting you ready for his huge cock. You could feel the strength in his hands, you felt his knuckles rub against your walls, and his palm grinded against your clit.
"H-Hyunwoo!" Your hands landed on his chest, your nails digging into the skin, your release building faster than either of you expected.
"Cum for me, sweet girl." And you did. The breath was knocked out of your lungs, flashes of white dotted your vision. You heard him chuckle, but it sounded like he was far in the distance, rumbling through the air and cutting through the ringing in your ears. When you came down from your high, your vision sharpened and you saw him smiling down at you. He came closer, bumping his nose against yours, touching his forehead to yours.
"I love you." he whispered, and you hitched a sob, reaching up to cup his jaw. Your thumbs stroked the arch of his cheekbones.
"I love you too." He kissed you softly, his fingers leaving your pussy. His hands cupped your thighs, hitching them up to wrap around his waist. You pulled back from the kiss with a gasp as he stroked his cock against your cunt, fully hard again. Hyunwoo knew he was teasing you, rutting against you, covering his dick in your wetness but refusing to enter you.
"Please, please, please." You began to beg; you weren't even close to ashamed. You needed him inside of you, rearranging your insides, carving himself into you, ruining you for everyone else. His hands came up to yours that were still on his cheeks, wrapping his fingers around yours, and pinned them up by your head. With great dexterity, he shifted his hips and began to slip inside of you, still holding your hands. His lips hovered over yours, not quite meeting, your mouth hung open in a silent moan as he split you in half. Not only had it been a while since you two had sex; you hadn't gotten yourself off either. No fingers, no vibrator, nothing. He groaned as he settled deep inside of you. The head of his cock almost touched your cervix, your walls gripping him tighter than they ever had before. Your legs held him close, your ankles linked, it seemed your body refused to let him go. He just sat inside of you, giving you small kisses, letting your walls get used to the stretch. His cock was so deep, it felt like he was in your throat and the delicious burn of the stretch was addicting. It never felt this good before, you used to think the idea sex felt better the more you loved the other person was bull. No. You were in euphoria, and he hadn't even moved yet.
"Can I move?" he asked, resting his forehead on your collarbone. He really just wanted to fuck you into the mattress, but he wanted this to last as long as possible.
"Yes." you gasped out, preparing for him to knock loose your kidney but he barely pulled out and then slowly thrust back in, grinding his pelvis into yours. Even this slight movement knocked the wind out of you. The next thrust was a bit faster but just as shallow and his breath mixed with yours as he hovered over you. Not pulling out any further, his hips pumped hard, and you threw your head back. Hyunwoo moved his hands from holding yours to wrapping one around your wrists. His free hand moved to your lower back to shift you some. With your legs wrapped around his waist, when he sat up on his knees more your butt left the bed; he handled you into a near mating press. Somehow, he got deeper, and you knew if it was a thing, your cervix would be bruised.
"I don't think I can hold back anymore." He grunted; his eyes closed in concentration. What the hell were you in for if this was him holding back? He had never taken you like this before. You 'made love'. This, this was him fucking you, like he promised.
"Do what you want." you pled. He had stopped moving and you desperately needed him to keep going.
"You have anywhere to be the next few days?"
"No?"
"Good, because I don't want you to be able to walk when I'm done with you." He gave you a devious smirk, pulling away to rest back on his heels. His strong hands dug into the flesh of your thighs where they rested at his side, holding him to you. You let him move them and exhaled harshly as he forced your knees to your ears, completely and easily folding you in half. Still not moving his hips he leaned down so he could speak right into your ear.
"That pill better work good because I'm going to pump you full of my cum." He thrusted, hard. If your breath hadn't left your lungs, you would have nearly screamed. It wasn't a shallow hard thrust like before, no; he pulled out nearly all the way before slamming back in. You could tell how tight your walls were clenching him, desperately trying to hold him in. Not able to tell what part of you wanted him more -your psyche, your heart, or your cunt- you just knew you never wanted him to stop.
"Hyunwoo-" You weren't sure if you could say anything but his name, but his next thrust stopped all thoughts.
"I want my hand shape to be bruised into your skin." He clenched your thighs under your knees.
Another thrust.
"I want to brand you with the feeling of my cock in your cunt so only I can ever satisfy you."
Thrust.
"I want to fuck you on every surface of this apartment." As he recited every filthy desire straight into your ear, he pounded his fat cock so hard into your pussy, you thought he would split you in half.
"I want to paint your skin with my cum and then fill you back up again in the shower."
"I want to fill every part of you that I can. Your pussy, your womb, your mouth, your throat. If you let me, I'll even bury my cock in your ass and paint you white there too."
Your head swam with each word. He was always so sweet and soft before. This was different, he had turned into an animal, and he was determined to fuck you like one.
"I'll do it all. Everything I want. I promise, I will fuck you within an inch of your life."
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jeon-ify · 2 months
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push it back- shownu
mdni. 18+
“fuck, hy-“ your throat reaches a dry halt, scratching the back of your throat everytime hyunwoo hits a spot, eliciting a deep gasp from you.
at this point, you’re arched like your life depended on it, as he’s hitting a spot your boyfriend couldn’t hit. his muscles contracted around your throat as he puts you in a headlock. you’re both in your favorite position, reaching and pushing spots the both of you just explored. your cunt convulses around his length, your legs shaking and your breath hitching.
“oh? has he hit that spot before, pretty? when he fucks you like this, tell me. so i can fuck you better.”
his hair is drenched in sweat, his pupils dilating as he pounds into you, forming a ponytail in his fist as he pulls you back onto him.
“push, baby. want you to feel how deep i’m fucking you.”
your body doesn’t react, instead you fall weak, your legs going numb as you fall forward.
“don’t run from this dick baby, you wanted it, you’re getting it. push it back, doll— fuckkk, there you go.”
he groans, his hands move to land a sharp slap on your ass, one, two, three, four times.
“i’m go-im gonna cum— please.” you moaned, reaching for his hand from behind you to wrap his hand around your throat.
“so dirty, cum all over it baby. there you go, darling. there you go.”
his thrusts move to a still, as he shoots his fluids through your body, coating your walls full of his babies.
“go back to your boyfriend with my cum leaking down your legs.”
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xotaemintol · 6 months
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HYUNWOO X FEM READER: GYM PHOTO (short)
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SHORT! Word Count: 848
TWS: Masturbation, mentions of: kissing, sex, and oral sex (fem receiving).
PRONOUNS USED: NONE
Plot: After your boyfriend Hyunwoo sends you a picture of himself at the gym you get so turned on that you begin touching yourself to the thought of him, not even stopping when he walks in on you.
All it took was one mirror picture of Hyunwoo at the gym, his shirt was slightly wet and sticking to his skin from sweat the same sweat that dripped down his temples and arms. You said you’d only look at the picture one more time, that you were only trying to get a good look at what he looks like at the gym, but you quickly found yourself analyzing every droplet of sweat, every vein that pressed against his skin, the wrinkles of his shirt, and a slight bulge that pressed against his unforgivingly thin sweatpants. You didn’t even notice your body getting hotter or your breathing getting heavier until you felt your hand sliding down your body, you hadn’t even realized that you began touching yourself until your hand was already struggling to get underneath the band of your pants. When you finally came to and stopped looking at the picture, you considered for a second how immoral it would be to touch yourself to such a wholesome picture; after all, he’s only at the gym. So as you unbuttoned your pants and shoved them down messily you bit your lip in shame, and with your phone in one hand you slipped your other into your underwear.
At first, you were only teasing yourself, testing the waters by slipping your middle finger in between your folds as you stared at his forearms, you could feel yourself becoming warmer by the second, and with every caress, you were getting wetter. It didn’t take long for you to begin massaging slow circles onto your clit as you trailed your eyes up to his neck, swallowing as your mouth became dry at the sight of little droplets of sweat trickling down his body, you had never felt so thirsty so quickly. As you touched yourself you started imagining how he’d look above you, sweat dripping down his entire body as he locked eyes with you and thrusted into you with enough force to knock the air out of your lungs. So lost in your lust for Hyunwoo you began imagining licking the sweat from his body without even an ounce of shame left, vividly imagining the way your tongue would cool down his warm body and how he’d praise you for being such a desperate slut for him.
You softly cursed under your breath as you felt a chill slowly creep up your spine, your pussy throbbed at every movement of your finger and as you trailed your eyes up to his face your eyebrows furrowed and you licked your lips as you thought of kissing him, you can almost feel them, so soft and warm, the feeling of them like pillows against your body and his tongue so hot in your mouth or trailing up your body. You wished that you could reach through the phone and feel him, pervertedly run your hands across his body as he kissed you and explored your body with his veiny hands, you wanted to reach right through the screen and pull him into your bed, you couldn’t even put into words what you’d do to him or what you’d let him do to you if you could. Thinking of how badly you wanted to be seated on his perfect face, how his lips would feel against your pussy, his soft breaths blowing against the wetness and his hands pressed into your plush thighs as they tremble beside his head.
You felt like you had never wanted anything as badly as you wanted him at that moment alone like you could live a thousand years over and never want anything more than you wanted Hyunwoo in that single second. You had been teasing yourself for so long that over thirty minutes had passed, by then you were looking at videos and pictures of him that fans would thirst over, touching yourself to those as you waited for him to send another picture or video of him at the gym. But in the midst of your waiting you heard the door open, knowing that no one else had the key to your house but Hyunwoo you found yourself panting in excitement, you didn’t know that he’d be coming over or that he’d be cutting his gym session short today but you couldn’t care less. You wanted him to walk right into that room, strip down and fuck you into that mattress like he hated you, so as he opened the door and stood in the doorway you didn’t stop touching yourself as you looked at him, a four-second video of him replaying in the background as he eyed you for a second with his face quickly turning red.
“I missed you.” Was all you were able to get out before he snatched the hoodie off his body and walked towards the bed, he wasn’t going to waste a second thought about why you were touching yourself to videos of him or why you didn’t just call him if you wanted him this bad then he’d happily give you exactly what you’ve been craving.
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breezybangtanbebe · 3 months
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💭❤️‍🔥Boyfriend Hyunwoo❤️‍🔥💭
The aloof boyfriend
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Emotionally❤️
He is a smart man but lawd he's oblivious sometimes when it comes to relationships and feelings. At least when it comes to the less mature aspects of them.
Like communicating. He's an amazing communicator if you don't nag. You have to talk to this man and tell him exactly what's bothering you or what you want or else he's just not gonna get it. He's straight forward guy so he's not one to play those mind games of cat & mouse, silent treatments, or cold shoulders. That annoys him like hell.
He WILL NOT try to read your mind. If he asks you 'What's the matter?' And you say 'nothing', mans is just going to roll over and go to sleep and you're gonna be in your feelings. It's not that he doesn't care. He does, or else he wouldn't ask.
He's just not that perceptive of unsaid things. 
Hyunwoo frowned as he chewed slowly when you stepped past him. Normally you'd speak or request a chaste kiss on the lips in greeting if you two hadn't seen each other all day, but tonight you hadn't said more than a few words to him since you got home.
The space between the couch and table was sparse, giving your boyfriend a millisecond of interrupted mealtime before clearing him.
Your body plops against the leather cushions with an exaggerated sigh that makes Hyunwoo's brow twitch. He looks over at you, noting your crossed arms, pouted lips, and scowl trained on the FIFA highlights reel on the screen.
"You alright?" He lifts his brow and you don't even spare him a look when you nod.
"Yep. Just fine." You moped, pretending to care about what he was watching. Hyunwoo knew you didn't. You hated sports and usually only tolerated them if it gave you an excuse to cuddle on him while he watched. But you didn't seem to be in the cuddling mood either.
After watching you squirm lower against the corner of the couch for a few more seconds, he stoops his head over his bowl with his chopsticks in hand, blowing the noodles and pushing them around in a mini whirlpool before bringing a nest of them to his lips.
"Hmm. Doesn't seem like it.." he mutters before he blows the bundle of noodles again, slurping them into his mouth shortly after. Your jaw tenses and you shoot him a side eye to watch him continue to eat his food and watch TV, not showing you any signs of concern.
It didn't help that he looked so good, half-naked, sitting shirtless in his baggy sweat pants that stretched widely from how his legs were spread.
Hyunwoo says nothing else to you for several minutes and it finally gets to you. A frustrated huff from the opposite end of the couch has Hyunwoo turning his head to look at you again, this time with his brow creased deeply in annoyance.
"Is there something you want to talk about or are you just angry to be angry?" He asks you and the lack of a clue in his voice has your chest churning.
Of course, there was but you didn't want to sound childish for being upset over Hyunwoo seemingly forgetting that today was your anniversary. It has been a year and while he might not be counting, you were.
You didn't expect anything grand from him but at least him letting you know he remembered. But he didn't mention it at all today. And to add insult to injury, you'd bought his gift two months ago and it was hidden in your apartment, ready and waiting to be given.
Not that you were a tit-for-tat type of person, but the gift represented the thought of him being in your life this long, and the fact that he hadn't even acknowledged it hurt your feelings a little bit.
"I don't know...Is there?" you bounce your knee over the other as you glare at him piercingly.
Hyunwoo just blinks as he stares back at you, visibly perplexed to the point where you just stand up from the couch abruptly and stomp out of the living room. His eyes follow you until you disappear down the hallway and he lets out a heavy sigh before dropping the chopsticks in the bowl.
Physically💋
Hyunwoo isn't outwardly affectionate. Not really big on PDA but will stake his claim on you in public by keeping his hand on your thigh while seated, holding your hand while walking, or holding your waist while waiting in line somewhere. He's the jealous type but he'll never tell you. So he just makes sure to keep his hands on you in some way to make it clear you're with him.
In private, he's similar. Not overly affectionate in daily life but he never leaves you without a heartfelt kiss on the lips, accompanied by a pleasantly suffocating bear hug. Or, when he suspects that you are upset with him and are having some difficulties with expressing yourself, he likes to walk up behind you and place the softest kiss on your neck, then your shoulder, as he pulls you into an intimate embrace with your back against his chest.
"Tell me what's wrong." He says against the curve of your neck. His lips always felt good when they were on your skin and his arms, firm and smooth to the touch, always made your body melt against him when he held you like this.
He'd caught you in the bedroom shortly after you stormed out, standing in front of your mirror that was mounted on the wall across from the bed. You were about to remove your jewelry and get ready to call it a night when he approached you.
"Nothing. I'm just tired." You lie, shrugging him off of you as begin taking off your earrings. This doesn't deter Hyunwoo one bit and he merely moves to take up the other side of your neck to pepper with kisses. His hands resting at your hips rise to the curve of your waist, pulling your ass back against him suggestively.
"Tired? Already...the sun's barely down."
He kissed your neck some more, pausing between lingering pecks to look up at you in the mirror with the tiniest mischievous smirk.
Now he was really messing with you.
Forgets your anniversary, has the whole day to redeem himself but opts to do nothing but literally kiss up to at the end of the night as if you were in the mood for anything other than sleep.
"I'm not in the mood." you reiterate, pressing the diamond stud into the earring back. Hyunwoo still isn't phased by the attitude.
You are about to leave him standing at the mirror alone when the hand holding your waist reaches back to pull something from his back pocket.
With his chin still resting on your shoulder, Hyunwoo presents you with a white envelope signed with only a little heart and smiley face.
You glance up at him curiously in the mirror and he smiles, his eyes dropping to the proffered envelope expectedly.
"Open it," he instructs and you slowly take it from him. As you open it, Hyunwoo steps back to give you some space to do just that. You tear into the envelope carefully to find a pretty Hallmark card that you were sure he picked up on his way home from work.
Typical.
But it was what was inside that made your heart melt.
It was a brochure for a spa resort in Busan you'd been wanting to go to but could never find the time. But now it looks like you wouldn't have to since Hyunwoo found the time for you.
No wonder he'd been asking about your schedule lately. He wasn't very subtle about it but you figured he was planning to take you to dinner or something. Not a weekend getaway.
His eyes were reduced to slits from smiling when you turned around to look at him but they soften the moment he sees the tears welling in your eyes.
"We're gonna go here? Foreal?" you ask
"I mean it's not Paris. Figured I'd save that for next yearOOF!"
Your arms wrapped around his neck so suddenly that he stumbled back a step, immediately reciprocating the hug as you nuzzled his neck.
"I hate you so much.." you hiccup and Hyunwoo chuckles against your hair.
"Why? You thought I forgot?" His smirk prevails, his eyes committing your shocked expression to memory.
"I did! You didn't say anything!! Why would you wait all day to give me this you dummy?!"
A frequent term of endearment that never bothered him. He smiles at the shake in your voice before kissing your temple.
He pulls away just enough to see your face again and you gaze up at him.
"Because... you're sexy when you're mad." he concedes, leaning down to calm your trembling pout with his lips.
Sexually💦
Similarly to how he prefers to communicate versus reading your mind, Hyunwoo is the same way with sex. While he's very skilled at what he does, you can't always expect him to know how you like it if you don't tell him. And despite him being oblivious any other time, he knows when you're holding something back sexually.
In most scenarios, he is a pretty vanilla guy. (We love vanilla BTW) But he's also a tad competitive and wants to be the best you've ever had. So for him to be, he's going to make sure you tell him every freaky little thing you want.
And he'll do it🥴
Not long after receiving your anniversary gift, Hyunwoo took his time helping you undress as you adorned his chiseled body with selfish touches. All he had to do was lose his pants and underwear and with not an ounce of gentleness, Hyunwoo tossed you on the bed.
He'd done his due diligence in licking you from head to toe, making sliding into you a smooth ride. It had only been a few minutes of him actually fucking you that you felt yourself coming undone.
"Baby..Choke me..choke me hard.." you pant with tearful eyes rolling into your head. Hyunwoo hurriedly trapped your throat under his hand, never skipping a beat as he rolled his hips into you.
"Like this?" He rasps sexily, spearing you deeply. You gasp when he hits you deepest, scrambling to grasp his wrist that rested over your chest.
"Yes! Harder baby. Harder!" You beg, not specifying whether you meant the choking or the fucking. But from the way your walls tightened around his dick when he did both, Hyunwoo figured there was no wrong answer.
He grunts stiffly at the squeeze and bites his lip to keep from making any other noise. You felt as amazing always and there wasn't anything could think to compare it to. There wasn't a part of your body he didn't love.
But since we're on the topic...
Hyunwoo gives me breast man vibes all the way. While he still appreciates a nice booty, he'll spend a lot of time fondling and toying with your nipples while in the heat of kissing. His hands always go there first. Partly because he knows what it does to you and how quickly it turns you on.
Him as well.
Hyunwoo watched the way your nails dug into his forearm, leaving scratches in their wake. The sting has his dick thumping with excitement as he upped his pace, choking you a little harder.
You cum hard and Hyunwoo releases your throat, opting to wedge his hand between your hair and the pillows to cradle your head intimately. His lips find yours with a strained groan of his own as he fucked you faster, obviously chasing his release now that you'd reached your climax.
His tongue is deep in your mouth when he cums just as deep inside of you, and you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him nestled there. You could feel his dick pulsing in your heat, a matching rhythm to his racing heartbeat pounding against your chest.
After coming down, Hyunwoo's languid and sloppy licks into your mouth slow into soft lingering pecks. Your hand searched his amongst the crumbled sheets and your fingers interlock sweetly as Hyunwoo's hips begin to stroke you slowly. He'd just cum but that didn't mean this was over.
Not by a long shot.
And with a whispered 'Happy Anniversary' painted on your lips in a kiss, Hyunwoo set out to make you cum for him again and again until you forgot about being upset with him.
Even though he high-key likes it when you're mad at him.
Overall he's very dominant and possessive but not in an overbearing way. You'll probably never know if he has a lot of stamina because he wears you out pretty fast. (We love that too🌚)
Love Language:
He gives me an 'Acts of Service' with a touch of 'Quality Time'. Since he's a Gemini, I say a touch of quality time because gem's tend to enjoy their alone time but when they're in love, they want to be under you consistently. Hyunwoo will take his space quietly though so you don't feel abandoned and he'll communicate it well.
A quick text to let you know what he's doing or where he's going and when he'll be back is usually how he mitigates any issues.
His main way to show you love is by being reliable.
You need a ride to and from work?
You need help moving apartments?
You caught a flat tire at 3 am?
He'll pull up ❤️
Pet names/Terms of endearment🥰
You're saved in his phone under your name with a heart and ring emoji. He's not extra cheesy enough for anything extra. Doesn't call you by a specific pet name. The common ones like babe,baby,love, etc. But loves saying 'my girl' when mentioning you to others. Fills him with a sense of pride being able to call you his.
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spacequokka · 1 year
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Monsta X Kinks & Turn-Ons
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@iibonniee​ Hide ya brain cells. I’m back with another kinky shit post that’ll likely end up with Monbebes throwing me in a closet.
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Hyunwoo || Venus: Gemini, Mars: Taurus || Turn On: Control
Mr. Traditional. Likes fun and variety with witty conversation. He’s a sensual guy, but it takes a lot to get him going. Try harder, baby. He can be romantically impulsive. Likes to please and tease at his own place. Just give him the reins, you know you want to.
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Minhyuk || Venus: Libra, Mars: Scorpio || Turn On: Foreplay
Mr. Idealistic. He’s willing to make your relationship by conceding and adjust his life to accommodate you. Loves to share everything with you, but don’t take advantage of it! Treats you exactly how he wants to be treated. Has a taste for mature partners. He’s a hopeless romantic who loves a challenge and finds it difficult to share his partners. Not saying he’s against it. Just might struggle to watch you. He’s attracted to “taboos” and wild fantasies, so share yours with him. Pretty sure he’s down to try it. He’s got stamina for days and enjoys submissive partners.
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Kihyun || Venus: Scorpio, Mars: Sagittarius || Kink: Shibari Bondage
Our resident kink master. He’s intense as fuck. That prince charming grin is a trap. “Isn’t afraid of getting his mind dirty.” Excuse me, wtf. Penny for his thoughts. Never gives up. “Strong sexual powers.” So he’s what, the Harry Potter of sex? I have several questions. He’s blunt and eager, amorous and sensual. We knew that tho. He tends to focus on his partner with laser precision and you know what requires that much attention to detail? Shibari. It’s its own art form and I can see him being a HUGE fan of it. He can get possessive to the point of jealousy if you don’t prove your loyalty to him. All the dom vibes. Fight me. Though he’s not incapable of giving you control once he feels secure enough in your relationship. Good luck.
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Hyungwon || Venus: Capricorn, Mars: Capricorn || Turn On: Someone willing to ride
The Pillow Prince. He’s a realist and will be “upfront” with you. He’ll try to win you over by showing you he has self-control (it’s a trap) and likely bait you into doing most of the work. He’s a romantic looking for a soulmate, and when he thinks he’s found The One, you’ll see him exerting more of his precious energy. Shy but willing to commit. Wants to show you off in a quiet way. And the sex? Keep it nasty if you can.
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Jooheon || Venus: Scorpio, Mars: Leo || Kink: Praise (Receiving)
No one is shocked by this. Has a strong need for a partnership. 🥺 Someone cuff him. Like Kiki, he gets possessive and makes it his mission to ruin you. Get you addicted to him through pleasure and commitment, body and soul. Sign me tf up. Wants to explore every inch of you, inside and out, but will guard his secrets until he feels he can trust you with them. Another guy prone to jealousy but it's because he’s so devoted to you and he’ll fight dirty to win your heart. Borderline nympho as he’s easily turned on (no fr, tell him he did a good job) and will give it to you anywhere (like, say the backseat of his car). Honey acts with his heart and goes all in.
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Changkyun || Venus: Pisces, Mars: Aquarius || Turn On: The Art of Seduction
Our Lone Wolf favors instant gratification except when it comes to choosing a partner, even if it's just for one night. He’s straightforward (ofc), dreamy and soft-hearted. Can be sweetly playful when he starts to fall for you. He does have a Captain Save-a-Hoe complex so you gotta make sure he’s attracted to you and not your situation. Expect lots of tender moments and romance. Extra points if you’re older. Likes surprising you with his open-mindedness. Don’t just give in; make him work for it. He’ll delight you with his wit and determination and turn you out in bed.
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Hoseok || Venus: Aries, Mars: Cancer || Kink: Breeding, Switch
Mr. Thirst Trap. This shameless flirt has a childish charm, and he uses it like a weapon. You will not survive. He loves to tease and is looking for an energetic partner to keep up with his stamina. Requires plenty of stimulation and likes to lead and please you. Just trust him. Reacts spontaneously and intensely to the Object of Obsessive Horniness and will make it known. Though he doesn’t want kids, he still gets a kick out of the thrill and possessiveness of stuffing you with cum. 
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twisted-tales-of-all · 6 months
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Summary: anon request- ‘73 & 75 with Dom Shownu!! thanks in advance 💕’
73 - "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it." || 75 - "You know, you look real pretty when you cry."
Pairing: Shownu x afab!reader Genres/tropes: non-idol!AU, coworker!AU, office!AU, boss and secretary!AU, smut, drabble Word Count: 633 Warnings: exhibitionism, office sex, clothed sex, unprotected sex, rebound, cursing once or twice, degradation (of a third party), cuckolding (kinda?), HR clearly doesn’t exist with the way Shownu speaks
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Despite the shitshow that happened last night, you make it to work on time and properly dressed. You make your way straight to your boss's office to ask for your tasks for the day. Unable to keep your normally cheery persona, he notices and asks whether you're alright.
Releasing a deep sigh, you confess, "Last night wasn't fun. I'm sorry for letting it affect my attitude at work, sir."
"Do not apologize. Life happens. If you don't mind me asking, what happened last night?"
Shocked that he's taking an interest in your personal life, you quickly explain that your now ex-boyfriend blew up at you and left you crying on the side of the road. You can see his agitation through his white knuckles and clearly visible neck veins, so you try not to mention that the man you're talking about is a coworker, but it seems he already knows.
"And he has the gall to prance in here happily like nothing happened? How dare he treat you this way."
Something about the care in his words makes you release the tears you've been fighting all morning. He nonchalantly passes you the tissue box and waits silently for you to finish crying before speaking again.
"You know, you look real pretty when you cry. Although I never want your tears to fall from heartbreak like this, I find it fascinating that you remain gorgeous despite being in such a vulnerable state."
Dissecting his words, you begin to wonder whether Shownu has thought of you outside of the innocent idea of coworkers. Your mind connects so many dots that may or may not actually mean anything - the proximity of your ex's desk to Shownu's office, your promotion from intern directly to his personal secretary, the number of tasks he gives that keeps you in his sight.
Without thinking, you blurt out, "Sir, do you like me?"
Caught off guard, he stands up and begins pacing the room. Looking out the window and seeing your ex-boyfriend sitting there, however, gives him the resolve to answer.
"Yes. I have for a while. Sometimes, I want you so bad it hurts. There are times where I've had to leave because my thoughts for you grew inappropriate for work." Without removing his glare from the man on the opposite side of the glass, he admits to everything.
Your curiosity getting the better of you, you question, "Like what?"
He turns around to look you directly in the eye as he answers, "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it. I want to show that idiot out there what he lost."
Looking out at the crew, you find most of the cubicles empty, with everyone out for morning meetings except for your ex. Eager to repay the pain he gave you, you smirk and ask whether your boss is telling the truth. After confirming with him, you take a step forward, take his hand in yours, and tell him to prove it quickly, before the meetings end. Without hesitation, he pulls your face to his and relishes in the taste of your lips. Turning you both around so your back hits the glass, he devours you, victoriously giving you an exhilarating session of rough, almost fully-clothed sex, right behind your oblivious ex-boyfriend, making it all the better for the both of you.
As his thick dick makes you cum, you fail to hold back your moans. With a smirk, Shownu looks at your ex and finds him wide-eyed at the situation, so he keeps eye contact as he pounds into you until he finishes.
Filling you with his warm cum, he mocks your ex, "I bet I'm much better than that asshole anyway. I doubt you screamed like that for him."
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vergilsfluff · 19 days
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a little jealousy (one-shot) shownu x fem!reader
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˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ WORD COUNT: 2,660 words
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ CW: oral sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, masturbation, orgasm denial, clothed sex, slut shaming, degradation, size kink, dirty talk, teasing, jealousy, angry sex, dry humping, spanking
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ SUMMARY: After a night out with your friends you feel insanely good about yourself. Your body is glowing, any weight that was previously on your shoulders had instantly disappeared. You're a woman living your best life. Though, after coming home rather late, and to a husband that was clearly concerned on your whereabouts... let’s just say you get Son Hyunwoo, a little jealous.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ AO3 LINK: A Little Jealousy (One-shot) - horridmort - Monsta X (Band) [Archive of Our Own]
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ
“You’re back late,” a voice spoke out from the shadows of your apartment. You jumped a little, squinting through the darkness until your eyes adjusted enough to make out the huge figure in the corner of the room. You relaxed once his voice and caveman-like body registered in your mind.
Your husband was home.
“And you’re back early,” you countered as you blindly swiped a hand along the wall to switch on the light beside you. Once your hand came in contact with the switch you flicked it, illuminating the hallway but leaving him kept in the shadows in the corner up ahead. You lift your foot in an attempt to unbuckle your shoe. Upon unsuccessful, you shift into a position so odd to do the deed, fully aware that you flash him a view of your panties as you did so.
“Finished work early,” he spoke again. Confirming what you had stated earlier. “Didn’t expect you to have such a knack for the nightlife, huh.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know I had a curfew,” you say smugly. You finally free the shoe from your foot and begin working on the other as you resume to your standing position. You pull on the hems of your skirt.
“What? Is it not short enough?” You speak after he doesn’t respond to your smart comment.
“It’s new,” he states blankly.
“Are you jealous about all the men that got to see my pretty little skirt before you did?”
“I feel no such thing as jealousy ,” he spoke with a bite that made you think otherwise. “Why should I be jealous when at the end of the day, it’s me who you come home to.  I’m the one giving you what you deserve. No one else. Just me.”
His words made your cheeks heat and body warm. You’d never known he could be this possessive. He knew you’d spend days out with your friends on days he was meant to work from dawn til dusk but he never knew how much of a frequent party goer you were. Not that it bothered him, it was just that he was so used to seeing you at home on the days he finished early and so tonight was a surprise.
His response to this amused you. The temptation to come home late everyday was rising with every second of silence that passed through the thick tension in the air.
You pad towards him. Towards the corner he haunts at the corner of your shared bedroom, “I think I need a little help taking this off.”
“I think not,” he says, making you pause in your steps.
“Get on the bed.”
You made no attempt to move. Your nipples hardened at his rough tone but your feet were stapled to the ground. Completely enthralled by the way things were going tonight.
“Get on the fucking bed, Y/n.”
And you do.
You perch at the side of the bed but he waves a hand, unsatisfied, indicating you shimmy along. He doesn’t stop ushering you further away until you reach the center of the bed.
“Good girl,” he praises, “now spread.”
His demanding words alone illicit a trail of heat down to your core. Abiding by his command you lift both of your legs, planting your feet flat on the bed, creating a V-shape as you part your knees and bare your panties to him once again. The hem of your skirt hikes up with the movement allowing goosebumps to line your skin.
“Play with yourself through your panties,” he states.
Hesitantly, your fingers reach down and make contact with the heat of your pussy. You rub, the sensation of the fabric pressing against your growing wetness is enough to make you moan out in pleasure. However, you refrain from making such sound by biting your lip, not wanting to give him your moans if he’s not willing to fuck you just yet.
Your fingers start rubbing faster, chasing release as your panties dampen, leaving a wet spot.
“That’s it, baby. You’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t you?” He coos, his voice sounding taunting but so delicious.
“Mhm,” you manage as his perfectly worded praises make your legs quiver and pussy wetter.
He finally leans forward, uncovering himself from the shadowed corner of the room. The light from the hallway only shows you a fraction of his face, but you can still make out the clench of his jaw and his darkened eyes filled with lust.
He props his elbows on his knees as he watches, so intently, at your soaking pussy. It’s difficult to even breathe with his heavy gaze on you, You don’t know whether to feel embarrassed or turned on. Seemingly you feel a mixture of both as his weighted gaze never leaves your pussy.
“Now take them off before I rip them off,” he commands suddenly. You understand what he means immediately and you lift your ass to shimmy your panties off. Revealing your bare pussy to him. You throw your panties at him, to which he gracefully catches and brings to his nose. His eyes close in bliss as he takes in your scent and your eyelids flutter at the sight.
“Moan for me, baby. Let me hear your screams. Let me know how good that pussy feels,” he orders and your fingers immediately go back to touching your clit. This time you sink a finger into your pussy, then another, and another. His intense gaze feels like an invisible cloak of pressure, your thigh twitches as you watch him watch you with the desire to devour you.
“Just watching you is enough to make me come in my pants,” he confesses. You feel yourself growing wetter. Knowing that you have such power over him makes you feel incredibly excited.
“Please, Hyunwoo. I need you,” you beg, having enough with theatrics. You’re done being a somewhat taunting brat and all you want is him inside of you, making you come.
“Yeah? You need my cock?” he says in a mocking voice, your eyes narrow as he releases a wry laugh.
“I love it when you beg. Maybe I’ll let you beg some more before I make you come,” he taunts.
You roll your eyes and start rubbing yourself more, your fingers reach up to your mouth and you clasp your lips around your wet digits - savouring the taste as you slowly pop your fingers out of your mouth. His jaw clenches at the action and you grin in success.
Your fingers dive back into your pussy and you moan loudly for him, messing with him, as you screw your eyes shut and throw your head back. Letting him know it’s you who’s making you feel like this, not him.
Your thighs cradle your hand between your legs, but all of a sudden that hand is ripped away and soft lips immediately takeover. His plump lips suck and pull at your clit as his nose picks up your slick wetness - making dirty, wet noises as he buries himself into you.
He groans into your cunt and grabs your thighs, pushing them further apart and higher so that he can have more access. The feeling of his nose gliding against your pussy is just as good as the feeling of his thick, pink lips kissing your wetness, making sloppy and explicit noises in the room full of darkness.
He sinks his hot tongue inside you, cussing you to moan out in pleasure and grip a handful of his hair. One of his hands immediately go to your ass, squeezing before he slaps so hard the recoil makes your hips buckle.
He chuckles against your pussy, his breath against your bare cunt making your blood feel electrified. As his tongue laps in and out, playing around with your wetness, you feel the bottom of his chin dig into you too, sure that it’s coated wet with your juices.
You grind your pussy against his face, desperate for more of what he can give, and he moans out in pleasure continually as he eats your pussy out.
“Whose pussy is this?” he asks against your cunt, his tongue darts out to lick up and down your clit, making your back arch off the bed.
“Mine. Now make me come already,” you ask of him, impatiently.
He lifts himself from inbetween your legs, and you can’t help yourself but release a whimper at the loss of his touch.
“Wrong fucking answer,” he says, venom laced in his voice. Oh, how you loved this side of him.
You close your legs together, unaware of what he might do next, but he hooks an arm underneath your knees, another arm cradling your shoulders as he lifts you and forcefully places you on his lap. Your ass facing him as your face presses flat against the bed.
“When did you get such a crude mouth?” he asks, referring to your demand for him to make you come, as he brings a hand to knead your ass.
“When you decided to not put your cock inside it. What? Can’t get it up lately?” You ask with a smirk. Fully aware of how hard his cock is underneath you. Pressing against your pussy with a ferocious need.
“Watch your words,” he bites out. He continues kneading for a moment before his hand is removed for a second, until it collides against your flesh with a forceful slap.
You flinch, your low shriek muffled into the mattress, as he kneads away the pain.
“Tell me who owns this pussy,” he asks again.
Wanting more of his delicious slaps you decide to challenge him again, “me, only me.”
Slap.
“You’re not going to come tonight.” he states quietly. Kneading your ass more gently this time.
You twist your head to look at him, he flicks his eyes towards you for a moment before slapping down again. Hard.
“Yes, I am,” you say through gritted teeth.
“You’ll do what I say you do. So if I say you won’t come, then you won’t fucking come . Simple.”
Slap.
Having enough with his games, you move to straddle his lap. Surprisingly, he lets you, not restricting you from your degrading position over his knees. Your bare pussy sits on the crotch of his jeans and you grind against the strange feeling. Your hands clasp his shoulders for balance as you rub yourself on him.
“What are you doing?” he asks, carefully.
“What does it look like I’m doing? Making myself come seeing as you can’t,” you say, eyes fixated below, at the sight of his bulging cock pressing against his jeans.
Before you could argue further he flips you both over, a hand pressed firmly against your neck as he towers above you. He uses his other hand to clasp both of yours above your head. The forcefulness of the sudden action makes you wince.
“Hey,” you grit out, narrowing your eyes at his darkened ones, “being a little gentle wouldn’t hurt nobody.”
He ignores your complaint and presses his firm body against yours. You don’t even realise when and how he slips himself out of his jeans until you feel him entering you in one fluid motion.
The sensation has your eyes rolling backwards and back arching off the mattress. You moan in delight and he captures it with his mouth. His tongue battles with yours as you cry out, legs clasping around his body as he buries deeper inside.
“You feel so fucking right,” he says, moving a hand over to your ass as he squeezes it before giving it a hard slap. “So fucking mine .”
His thrusts make the bed squeak, which fuels your high almost instantly. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying so hard not to come before him.
A hand sweeps over your face, brushing away a strand slick with sweat.
“Go on, come for me,” he urges you, but you turn your face away not wanting to give in just yet.
His hand grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him as he thrusts inside once again, filling himself into you to the hilt. Your lips part at the action but you swallow down the moan before you can give him that satisfaction.
His thrusts get rougher and more urgent, as you deny him.
Good, you thought. The way I like it.
“Fine,” he says with a bite to his tone, “don’t come.”
He pulls out of you and stands up straight. His hands immediately let go of you to fist his cock.
You lay there, stunned, as you watched him get off on the sight of you spread wide for him. Your naked body glistened with sweat and felt awfully sore from his rough touch.
The way he looked at you as he pleasured himself sent shivers down your spine. Your breathing became uneven just from staring at him lose himself to bliss.
His head tipped backward and a deep, sexy groan escaped his lips.
Before you could even gather yourself to sit up straight he found his release. Seed spilling all over your chest.
You feel your pussy pulse with ache at the sight of yourself wet with his come. Your body called for him in ways that made your head feel dizzy.
He seemed to pick up on this need of yours because he immediately lifts an eyebrow, “done being a brat already? I would’ve came all over you before if that’s all it took for you to admit you want me to make you come.”
Your eyes immediately shoot up towards his. You narrow your eyes at him, ignoring the way your core throbbed at his dirty words.
His lips tilt into a smug smile, his hands go over to caress your breasts in soothing motions, “So easy to please, aren’t you?”
You couldn’t respond to that because as soon as you opened your mouth in retaliation he filled you up with his cock.
His thrusts resumed his eager and strong pace once again. You forgot how much stamina this man had. He pumped in and out like it was his favourite sport. His hands slid over every corner of your body, feeling your curves before he gripped your hips.
Your walls clenched around his veiny cock. He grunted in approval and starting fucking you harder than before.
He was reckless.
He pumped a final time before he spilt his release inside you, just as you came from your own high. His body fell on top of yours, overwhelm from his orgasms.
You found yourself cradling his head to your chest. Playing with the slick strands of his hair.
“Earlier you said you feel no such thing as jealousy ,” you mock. He raised his head to look at you. His jaw clenched and his eyes held a fierce gaze that you couldn’t quite decipher. Perhaps he was still mad about earlier.
“You know that I want to be the first one who gets to see all of the slutty little outfits you like to wear,” he said, annoyedly.
So unnecessarily possessive…
“Call the pieces in my closet slutty again and you will regret it,” you joked.
He shook his head and buried himself into the crook of your neck.
“So as I was saying…” you began again.
“Fine,” he grunted into your neck, “maybe.”
“Maybe what?”
“Maybe I was. Just a little.”
“A little what?” You prod. Although he was tucked  to your body you could tell he was internally glaring at you.
“A little jealous,” he mumbled quickly, as if the words physically pained him. You laughed at his behaviour.
“But I thought you feel no such thing as jealousy?” You teased.
“Apparently I do. But don’t get your panties in a twist, it’s just a little jealousy,” he said hurriedly before leaving your embrace to pad into the bathroom and find a towel to clean you both up.
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flurrys-creativity · 7 months
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Repair work
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Pairing: Shownu (Monsta X) x Fem!Reader; Genre: S2L, SMUT, kinda Romance; Rating: MDNI, nsfw, 18+; Warnings: hints of a night out, oversleeping, smut, unprotected sex, sex with a stranger, nipple play, oral (f receiving), fingering, manhandling, kisses; Wordcount: 1.636
Summary: You totally forgot the appointment with the worker, who was supposed to change a device inside of your apartment. So when the door bell rang, you opened the door - barely dressed - which grabbed his attention.
A/N: I feel like writing smut gets harder and harder because of the possibility of repitition. ANYWAY please enjoy this one shot!
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You froze upon hearing the doorbell to your apartment. As if a bee stung you, you shot up from your bed nearly falling out of it in your hurry. 
As you grabbed your phone and noticed the appointment lighting up on your screen, you cursed under your breath. You had totally forgotten about the repair worker that was supposed to come today and apparently you slept through each of your alarms.
You cursed again when the doorbell rang once more. Without any more time to waste you grabbed the short dress from last night and put it on, hurrying towards your front door.
You barely covered all your private parts before you opened the door, smiling awkwardly as you apologised. 
The man in front of you - his nametag had ‘Shownu’ written on it - stared down at his pad, simply nodding before he grabbed his tool box and waited for you to lead the way. 
“Yes, of course! This way!” You quickly ran your hands through your hair, hoping you didn’t look as much of a mess as you thought you would. While you led him towards your kitchen you started fumbling with the zipper of your dress again, wishing to zip it up without the worker noticing you weren’t completely dressed.
To your dismay though the zipper was stuck and didn’t move at all.
You showed him the device and hurriedly stepped back. At the same time your eyes shamelessly roamed over the broad shoulders and narrow waist of the worker. He had his overall tightened around his waist, leaving his upper body in a simple but tight, light blue tank top.
“So, uhm, do you need anything or…?” 
Shownu placed the tool box and pad down, turning towards you. As he crossed his arms in front of his chest, underlining his strong pecs, you felt his gaze wandering over your form and halting and your fidgeting hands. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to one side. “Looks more like you could need something.”
You immediately stopped fidgeting and stared at him with wide eyes, feeling caught red handed. “I, uh,” you stuttered some incoherent sentences, pointing from your zipper into the air and back again. “I’m so sorry. This is utterly inappropriate but I’ve been waiting for this appointment for weeks and I couldn’t risk you leaving while I got presentable. So I just threw this on and rushed to the door and I probably look as wasted as I was last night when I got to bed.”
Shownu scoffed and shook his head, stemming his hands into his hips. “If that’s your wasted look then you must be some sort of goddess.”
“What?” You nervously brushed strands of your hair out of your face before you looked down at yourself, only noticing all the flaws right now. “Are you sure?”
Another scoff left his lips before a smile played over his features. “How about I’ll show you how sure I am.” He eyed you up and down again, tonguing the inside of his cheek.
You bit on your lower lip, feeling your heart skip a beat. Of course you immediately got the innuendo and you felt your insides flare up with desire from simply thinking about the pleasure you could have.
It felt forbidden, naughty and incredibly hot to fuck a stranger - a very handsome stranger - in your kitchen or any other place within your four walls.
“Please”, you whispered, dropping your hands from the zipper and to your side. “Please, show me.”
With two large steps Shownu crossed the distance between you, his hands immediately on your waist and around your neck. He pulled you into a fierce kiss and backed you up until your back hit the counter behind you. His hands eagerly groped your flesh, pushing aside the few clothes you wore.
He groaned into your mouth when he noticed you weren’t wearing any underwear at all. His hands ever so slowly pushed your dress up and over your head, leaving you completely bare in front of him. “You’re incredibly beautiful”, he whispered as his hands almost ghosted over your skin.
You whimpered softly, the situation finally hitting you. At the same time your core begged you for more. You wanted him to go rougher, wanted him to use you like a doll, wanted him to pound you like a little slut.
Shownu kissed along your neck and a trail down your skin, showing his appreciation to every part of your body. He kissed and licked over your breasts, wrapping his lips around your nipple and sucking on it until it hardened. Shownu gave the same attention to your other side, loving the soft moans and whimpers you made while he pleasured you. He kept his hands on your breasts, playing, twisting and teasing your nipples as he moved further down. He left a trail of licks and nibbles in between.
With one of your hands you grabbed the counter to stabilise yourself while the other found a hold in his hair. You threw your head back when Shownu raised one of your legs over his shoulder, littering the inside of your thigh with more kisses. Your breath caught in your throat the closer he got to your core and your heart made summersaults the second his lips met your entrance.
Shownu pushed his tongue between your folds, slowly fucking you until your legs began to quiver. He stopped using his tongue and focused on your clit instead, sucking and nibbling the little nub. 
He removed his hands from your breasts, using one to grab your leg on his shoulder and the other to tease your entrance. Shownu pushed the tip of his finger into you, groaning when it basically got sucked into your core. He thrusted his finger in and out of you, adding one more after a while. As he increased the speed he even added a third finger, nearly making you scream.
Your whole body shook and you felt your high approaching but before you got to it, Shownu stopped and stood back up. You whined loudly, feeling your high slipping through your fingers.
“Turn around”, Shownu ordered you, grinning slightly when you immediately followed his request. He pulled your hips back to his, letting your ass cheeks be flush against his hard dick. Shownu then pushed your upper body forward, practically bending you in half. “I can’t wait to fill you up.”
You whimpered in anticipation, hearing him rustle behind you. A moment later you felt his cock against your ass again, rubbing the length between your cheeks. Even though you couldn’t see it, you just knew he was big.
Shownu pushed his dick between your legs, rubbing his length along your core now and bumping into your clit with every back and forth he did. He felt your slick covering his cock more and more with every stroke and he just knew he couldn’t hold himself back any longer.
Shownu placed a hand between your shoulder blades and pushed you down even further, giving him easier access to your core. With one swift motion he pushed into you. He let out a guttural groan, feeling how tight you were.
You grabbed onto the counter again, gasping for air while Shownu kept thrusting into you. Having him inside of you, made you feel incredibly full and for a moment you even feared being split in half, yet you wouldn’t want it any other way. 
One of your hands found its way back to Shownu, grabbing onto his tank top. Somehow you needed to feel him - feel more of him.
Shownu grabbed your arms and pulled both of them behind your back, holding you in place as he plunged his thick cock into you over and over again. Even if you wanted to do something now, you simply couldn’t - being completely immobile thanks to him.
Knowing Shownu could manhandle you so easily, drove you even closer to the edge. Your brain turned into mush and all you could think about was his dick inside of you. Begs and pleads fell from your lips like a constant mantra, adding to the almost animalistic growls coming from the man behind you.
After a few more thrusts you came undone screaming his name. All your muscles tensed up at once. 
At the same time Shownu came as well with a loud growl, spilling his seeds into you. Shownu wrapped his arms around your middle, keeping you upright despite your muscles giving out. Once he slipped out of you, he hoisted you up on the counter, grabbing a clean glass from the dish rack and filling it with water before handing it to you.
“You alright?” He asked you as you drank the water in big gulps. Shownu rubbed over your upper arm with one hand and drew circles on your thigh with the other.
You nodded slowly and placed the glass down next to you. “Better than alright”, you smiled, still feeling slightly dopey from the high you had a few moments ago.
“Okay.” Shownu chuckled and shook his head, squeezing your thigh shortly. “Then I’d say I have to repair that piece here in your kitchen and you should prepare your bedroom for when I’m done here.”
You stared at him with wide eyes, surprised he suggested something like this - but not displeased with the thought of it. 
“If you want to, of course.”
You wrapped your legs around his middle and pulled him to you again. Your arms quickly followed around his neck. “I want all of you”, you whispered against his lips, kissing him deeply.
“Then you'd better be ready in ten.”
“I’ll be ready in five”, you told him and kissed him one last time before scooting down the counter and hurrying towards your bedroom.
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iibonniee · 6 months
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Pretty Screaming My Name
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Pairing: Son Hyunwoo x Reader
Genre: Smut
Warnings: unprotected sex, size kink, creampie, semi-oral, semi fingering
Rating: R
Word Count: 1.4k
Summary: Hyunwoo has always had an obsession with two things: how well she could take his cock and cumming inside her.
Masterlist | Tags: @beautifulworldandmore @kyunnielove
Son Hyunwoo was an idol who put on a good face. His smiles could cheer his fans up in seconds, and his actions often seem to have no thought behind them. It was all a face he put on for the public eye. His bandmates knew him well, but Y/N knew him the best.
Standing above her, his eyes met her own. The once cheerful smile he held was replaced with something different. His smile was more sensual, excited for the night’s activities, for his whispered promises would now be fulfilled.
His hands slowly traveled to her bare legs, causing goosebumps in their wake. His eyes never left her own; his feather-light touch made her muscles twitch in anticipation. The smile he wore was a tangle of love and raw desire, sending shivers down her spine. His fingers roamed higher, tracing an intimate path and causing her breath to hitch. His eyes, usually twinkling with mirth, were now flames in the dark, expressing a different kind of intensity.
Closer, he leaned in, his breath warm against her skin, sending a shockwave of sensation that had her gasping. His lips brushed along her collarbone before meeting her lips in a fevered kiss. His lips moved against hers in perfect harmony, coaxing soft sighs from her that only stirred his own desire. He managed to pull back, the same sensual smile now etched on his face. His eyes held an unspoken promise of the shared intimacy that was about to come alive. Hyunwoo, the idol, was lost, and in his place stood a man with a passionate desire to make his whispered promises a reality. Intense in his pursuit, the night had only just begun to unfold for Hyunwoo and Y/N.
His hands were once again roaming her body, his eyes now following where his hands were moving. She noticed how slowly he moved as if he was figuring out what to do next, where his mouth wanted to be. Leaning in, he kissed every inch of her untouched skin, his warm breath dancing on her skin. His lips wandered from the valley between her breasts to the hollow of her hip, leaving a trail of fiery kisses. He drew a lazy path with his tongue down her stomach, causing her to squirm in blissful anticipation.
Hooking a finger under her underwear, he teased the fabric down her legs, revealing her to his fiery gaze. He lowered his mouth to her inner thigh, planting feathery kisses there before crossing the boundary of her underwear, kissing her where she wanted him most. His soft lips against her heated skin sent another wave of shock through her, eliciting gasps and soft moans from her lips. Then, one long lick parted her folds, leaving her gasping in response. His tongue traced intricate patterns against her heated core, each swirl and flick causing a jolt of pleasure to surge through her. He tasted her without rushing, savoring her like she was the sweetest fruit he couldn’t get enough of. With each stroke, each careless tease of his tongue, he teased her closer and closer to the edge of sheer ecstasy, his actions making a clear message: he was relishing in her taste, and he wouldn’t stop until she was undone under his sinful touch. However that may be.
Pulling back and resuming his path upwards, his fingers danced around the waistband of his own briefs. The anticipation was palpable; the tension in the room was almost too much to bear. Sharing a final lust-filled stare with her, he removed his last piece of clothing. It was a sight to behold, witnessing his transformation from the charismatic idol, Son Hyunwoo, to the passionate lover, purely Hyunwoo, who yearned for her touch as much as she longed for his. The night was still young and filled with whispered promises, unsaid words, and the beautiful intimacy they were about to unravel.
“I need you, Hyunwoo.” She whispered, desperate for him. She was far too close just from his teasing alone.
“I’m here, love,” he rumbled, his voice thick with lust. Hyunwoo’s predatory gaze flashed with raw desire, his muscles tensing as he absorbed her desperate plea. He removed his last piece of clothing, revealing his commanding length. Her gaze clung to the sight, eating up every inch of him. He was an exquisite blend of male power and carnal desire that struck deep into the heart of her size kink.
His cock was sizable, an erotic challenge she eagerly welcomed. His hand wrapped around himself, giving a few expert strokes that caused her to whimper in anticipation. He moved his body over hers, aligning his size with her dripping clit. His first brush against her core sent a wave of pleasure spiraling through her body, making her shudder.
Hyunwoo watched her reaction, his grin wolfish, enjoying her need for him. Then he nudged his tip at her entrance, parting her with the breadth of him slowly, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his size. This was a test, an addictive pain that had her gasping. Her begging eyes held his as he pressed deeper, burying himself within her.
Her body welcomed him, her authentic responses fueling his desire further. She was a vision of paradise under him, completely laid bare, waiting to be devoured. The wet sounds of their intimal union filled the room, intoxicating and enticing. With each deliberate stroke inside her, he could see the slight protrusion in her lower abdomen where he was stretched deep inside her. The sight was ungodly arousing, a testament to how well he filled her—how his significant length and cock fit snuggly within her warmth.
He started to move, each thrust of his hips driving him further within her cunt. She gasped, her fingers digging into his muscled back as he pulled out, only to plunge back in, each motion drawing her closer to the edge. Watching the indent of his cock moving within her was beyond erotic. The grind of his hips, how his cock disappeared into her before reappearing, stretched her deliciously, pushing her closer and closer towards the edge filled him with a primal satisfaction. He listened to her gasps and whimpers that got progressively louder with each thrust, then fell silent as she exclaimed his name, drowning in the waves of her pleasure at his merciless tempo. He enjoyed every second, knowing exactly how good he made her feel.
Her body tightened around him with each delicious thrust, her moans growing again, becoming more desperate and erratic. The sight of his significant size disappearing into her over and over was sinfully erotic. He reveled in the way the tufted silhouette of his cock stretched her belly from the inside with each powerful thrust. His strokes grew shorter, faster, the delicious friction of her warm inner walls driving him towards his climax.
The delicious grind of his hips, the erotic sight of his length sheathed within her flesh - it was the perfect sin. With every thrust, she met him halfway, her body eager to accommodate him. He listened to her cries and gasps, punctuated by his name; they grew in volume with each thrust, the erotic symphony driving him further.
Her climax hit her like a freight train, her body shuddering beneath him as she was washed in waves of pure pleasure. Her spasming walls clamping down on him triggered his own release, fueling the intense guttural growl that echoed in the room as he filled her to the brim with his cum. He pulled out, watching the sight of his seed spilling from her, marking her as his, only added to the erotic charge in the room, culminating their night of shared passion.
Through his pants of exhaustion, his fingers lazily pushed his cum back inside her cunt, his frown of disappointment all so evident as he watched it leak back out. He bit his lip, his fingers index and middle plunging in again, pushing back his warm seed into her. The sensation caused a soft moan to fall from her lips, echoing in the silent room, her body still twitching from how hard he fucked her. He savored the sight, passion-dazed eyes watching his fingers moving in and out of her, ensuring every drop of him was inside her, marking her as his. His palm met the slight swell of her belly, the evidence of their shared intimacy warm beneath his touch.
“All mine,” he murmured, his voice husky with satisfaction. And with a final kiss placed on her lips, the curtain of blissful pleasure descended upon them, their breaths entwined in silent promises. “I hope you’re ready for round two.”
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